Kitabı oxu: «The Heir Apparent»
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Contents
Cover
Title Page
Copyright
The Heir Apparent
About the Author
Also by Lauren DeStefano
About the Publisher
Prince Azure was twelve when his father decided he was old enough to know.
“This is going to belong to you one day, when you’re grown,” the king said, and Azure listened intently. It was rare that his father spoke to him this way, and without his sister present at that. He knew that Celeste would be jealous. He would find her when he returned to the clock tower and she would want to know what their father had said about the kingdom, because she wanted to be king more than anything. But the king spoke to his daughter even less than he spoke to his son.
“You’ve always known that one day you’ll inherit the kingdom,” King Furlow went on. “But there are parts of it that you have not yet seen, and you’ll need to understand them.”
The young prince had, in fact, seen very little of his kingdom. He and his sister were kept apart from the city’s main sections, visiting only for ceremonies and celebrations. He felt that he knew the city only through a sheet of glass. He could see but not touch.
“It is not all about parties,” the king said. “A king must make difficult decisions that his subjects never see, because they are good for us all.”
They walked through trees, dodging stray branches and thickets. No one in the kingdom was allowed this far into the woods, except for the hunters on the third Sunday of the month, and the royal family.
They had been walking for an hour now, and Azure knew that he had never gone this far. He and his sister were required to keep the clock tower in sight at all times, and if they ever forgot, there were patrolmen scattered about to remind them.
Now there were patrolmen walking ahead of the king and prince, and behind them, keeping them safe. Azure knew the woods. He and his sister had learned to shoot arrows there. But when they reached the metal gate, and the clock tower was long out of sight, he knew that his father was taking him over some new boundary. He had never even known there was a gate at all.
“You share most things with your sister, don’t you?” the king said. “That’s good. The two of you need each other; when you’re king, I suspect she’ll be of value to your council. But this is something that isn’t for her eyes and ears. You understand that, don’t you?”
Pulsuz fraqment bitdi.
