The crown prince looked out over the kingdom of Paradis with a sigh. Another day, another round of public appearances, dealings with foreign affairs, and no escape from the pressures of simply being born from the Ackerman bloodline.

If he were to be honest for a moment, just a moment, he’d say that he wasn’t ready to lead, but he didn’t have the luxury of truth. He never had.

Instead, he watched the sun setting over the kingdom. “There’s always tomorrow.”