"Yes, I want to move everything to the main study." Brandt tells Shelby while waving his hand at the room. "I think it is only appropriate for me to use my father's study. Every king has in the past."
"Yes, my king." Shelby bows. "I will order for everything to be put back, right away."
"Put back?" Brandt questions. "What do you mean?"
"Her Majesty the queen has ordered to empty the room and store all of the late king's belongings."
"Store?" Brandt asks again, shocked by his mother's behavior, yet again. "Where?"
"In the tower, Your Highness." Shelby answers.
Brandt leaves him without uttering another word. He takes fast steps toward the tower. He cannot believe that a king's belongings are rotting in that place. They should be displayed for the future generations.
'Like the first king's sword, or the twelfth king's book. This is a bloody disgrace.'
