King of Griffindale
“You don't deserve this throne. Your birth was nothing more than a mistake by my late husband, so don't think any more of yourself. But if you still want to be King, then go into the territories and kingdoms outside Griffindale and build your army of followers and allies from scratch. Whenever you feel like you have amassed a huge following enough to seize the throne away from me, then you can come back to fight for it. But from now on, you are on exile.”
“The throne belongs to me, Stepmother. Nevertheless, I will do as you ask. But rest assured, for what you've done, I will return—not just for my throne, but also for your head.”
“While the Queen fumed with rage in her private chamber, Cyrus emerged from her quarters wearing a satisfied grin, knowing his destiny was now set in stone. He would one day become king, no matter what.”
This is my first novel on the platform, so my pacing and world-building aren't the best, but it gets better with time. The story is set in a medieval world, somewhere in an alternate version of ancient Europe.
At first the tone focuses more on war and basic politics, but as the story progresses, there will be more magic/fantasy elements added - like dragons, witches and fables.
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