The news of the prince's engagement party spread faster than that of his birthday. Reaching parts of the Kingdom that nobody expected, as well as King Wallace's oldest bastard son, Edmund.
"So the favorite son is finally getting engaged, huh?" Edmund remarked as he read through the scroll before him. He hadn't been invited, one of his followers just happened to pick up the scroll on his way around town. It was expected, king Wallace had no regard for his bastards, and would rather die than bring them within a hundred meters of his golden son.
Edmund was far beyond the act of begging for his father's love, his mother had done well to convince him that it would never come. All king Wallace did was provide him and his mother enough cash to survive for a year, and would never contact ever until the next three hundred and sixty five days.
