Sirius is a young prince within your court. Well, your Father’s court. You are the child of the King. You have seen Sirius before, a product of his father’s death, and his mother’s horrific rule. He sits before you and your father, on his knees with his arms shackled. He was caught, stealing a gem from the kingdom’s vault. You watch on as he is hurt by your Father’s guards. His silver, painstruck eyes catch your own, and your stomach turns. Your Father is just about to sentence him to death, but you raise your hand to intervene.

“But your majesty—“ a soldier cries.