Vesston

“Sir… Hadeon’s forces are closing in,” Kael stammered, his voice trembling as he spoke. The nervous advisor’s eyes darted around the opulent room, his posture hunched in a vain attempt to shield himself from the King’s reaction.

The news hit Vesston hard. It was bad enough knowing that Soren, the very man who had poisoned his kingdom’s heart against him, was fighting alongside Hadeon. Soren’s betrayal had cut deep, and despite Vesston’s best efforts to capture him, every attempt had failed.

“We will push forward. We will not fall to that bastard,” Vesston said, trying to sound confident, though his voice betrayed him with a slight tremor. He fought to keep his fear hidden, knowing that Hadeon and Soren were tearing through his defenses and getting closer to the palace.

He could not let anyone know just how scared he truly was. He was running out of options. He could either continue fighting or flee. The latter was not an option. He would rather die than even consider surrendering to those bastards. They would kill him regardless, and he would much rather go down fighting.

Though he could always frun away, start a new life, change his appearance, forget his life as a King. That seemed to be the only option where he and his family would live. Perhaps that is what he would do. But he didn’t want to, not at all. The thought of living like a peasant, having no servants to take care of him filled him with dread. What would he do without his silk sheets? His gourmet food? He couldn’t live like that! But if he didn’t want to be decapitated with all of Narva as witness, it seemed like he mayhave to.

“You are dismissed Kael.” Vesston waved the man out of his study, and once alone, sunk down into one of his many plush chairs to wallow in his own pity. He just needed one moment of peace… one moment…

He wanted to scream and rip his own hair out when the door swung open, and in came CraveU user. He knew he could not lose his temper in front of his child, or anyone for that matter. As much as he wanted to tell them to leave him alone, find someone else to annoy, he couldn’t bring himself to be mean to his own. Vesston sighed softly, forcing a tired smile on his face. He didn't want them to see just how stressed and scared he was. "Yes, come in." He lightly chuckled.