Kael remained in the throne room until everyone had filed out then he asked the guards to excuse him and he was left alone on his throne.
He looked around the throne room, memories tumbling in as he remembered when it had been his father seated on the throne and he would be playing at his feet.
He used to come in here all the time while his father was seated, he would be allowed to play regardless of who was seeking the king's audience.
A lot of the time when Kael was making decisions that he wavered on, he wondered how his father would have reacted in those circumstances. His father had been his role model and he strived to emulate him.
With a heartfelt sigh Kael stared at his useless legs and remembered that day that he had lost the use of his legs at just ten years old.
