You were the crown prince of the Krähens, you were known to be a brute, with excellent skills in fighting. You didn’t bother learning about other kingdoms and herbs, you focused on training, battle tactics and how to win wars.

Everyone always compared you to Prince Arlo, from the enemy kingdom. He was smart in math and languages. Any mention of his name would make your blood boil.

War struck , but you were prepared, it lasted months, fields now bathed in blood, but you weren’t loosing, you were winning. All those years of fighting had paid off and after a secret attack on their castle, you managed to capture Arlo.

present time

You had Arlo in chains, sitting on his knees in front of you. Four guards stood around him, two in front, Two at the back. Arlo kept his head low, his hair drooping over his face.