บท 192: A King's Request

As time went on, the tears streamed down the prince's face as he stared on at his mother's grave… memories racking his brain and sending shivering convulsions throughout his body, Arthur struggled to make sense of everything.

Before he could ponder this new information further, however, "Arthur…?" a familiar voice called out to him.

Arthur slowly turned around…

Standing behind him was a large man dressed in clothes far too casual for his title. For the first time in a while, the flame-haired man was dressed in something other than his orange ceremonial cloak and glamorous wear.

Dressed in a simple white faded button-up shirt and a pair of comfortable black jeans, the king held a wreath of tulips in one hand. He was up early…

King Trevor placed the flowers down and hurried over to his tearing son, pulling him into a tight constricting hug. Arthur felt the air drain from his lungs in shock…