"What represents Axis Mundi?" the maester asked the Sixth prince, who sighed before he answered "A dragon."
Damien was having his usual evening lectures with those boring stiff naked maesters, but today he was annoyed beyond reason, because he has mastered every historical information about Axis Mundi, but here he was being asked dumb easy questions that a five year old lad could answer.
"How many realms are there?" the maester asked again.
"Are you serious?" Damien lashed out, this lousy, unnecessary lecture was starting to get on his nerves - as a matter of fact, it was already getting on his nerve. But he couldn't blame the maesters, because his mother was the sole reason why he is stuck with this mind-numbing book worms all afternoon.
The other masters in the room gave him a 'respect yourself' look. Damien exhaled harshly before he answered, "Six. We have six realms."
"And they are?"
