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"What do you want to do when you become king?" The boy is asked. He looked up from his dangling feet and rolled up shorts to stare at the woman who asked him such questions, staring with wide wondering eyes. The woman continued to smile at him as he did so, never even daring to wash her face clean of the smile on her lips.

"When I'm... king?" He asked her, a pout forming as he spoke. He didn't know how to respond to her, such a heavy question to lay on a small child's heart.

"Yes, when you're king," She answered him, sitting up from where she sat on the boy's luxuriously oversized bed. The woman paced around the room with a content smile on her face, gazing at every expensive piece of jewelry and every photo of the royal family as she did. "One day, your father will set his crown upon your head," She told him, mocking the action of playing a crown on the child's head. "And you will become king of Norta... how exciting!"

"But becoming king," the boy began to complain, watching as the woman turned her head around with skepticism and confusion crossing her face. "It won't be fun being king."

She smiled at him once again, holding out her arms and wrapping them around the boy into a tight hug. "Nonsense!" She told him, lifting him into her arms and pacing around the room with him. "Being king is just as fun as being prince. Dare I say... it's even better than being a prince."

"Better?" The child gasped, his eyes sparkling with stars. "It's even better than being a prince? But... how?"

Her eyes twinkled with satisfaction as she began to think, her brain conjuring up all sorts of things to tell the child. "Being the king means you can do whatever you want. No one is allowed to deny you and no one is allowed to hurt you. You're free to do whatever your little heart," She paused, tapping the boy's chest right where his heart was," desires you to do. The king has full control of what happens in our fair kingdom of Norta as long as he is a good and just king to the people with his queen by his side."

"Wow...," He mumbled, thinking of all the fun he could have as king. "I can do all of that as a king? Then I want to be king right now!" He exclaimed, worming his way out of the woman's grasp and onto the ground. "I want to become king right now so I can have all the fun I want!"

"Not so fast your highness," the woman laughed, grabbing ahold of the child's hand before he could dart out the room without any sign of catching him. "Did you listen to what I said about being king of Norta?"

The boy spun on his heel and clasped his hands together behind his back, rocking back and forth on his feet before nodding in response. "That the king has full control over everything that happens in Norta." He responded quickly.

"As long as the king is what?"

"As long as he is a good and just king to the people with his queen," the boy answered word for word, a blinding smile on his already perfect teeth. He listened much better than the woman had anticipated.

She ruffled up his perfectly styled hair before caressing the boy's cheek with her hand. "And who are our people?"

The boy stopped rocking on his feet at their question, scrunching his face into a tight expression of thought. After a moment he gave her a nervous smile, unsure of the answer he was trying to present to her. "The silvers, who are our top priority, and the reds, who are beneath us."

After a few moments of silence, a smile began to spread across the woman's face. It was bright and shining, full of pure adoration for the child that stood in front playing with his hands nervously. "Correct," She nodded, watching as a near identical smile grew on the boy's face. "You're such a smart young man, you will be the perfect king once you're old enough. The perfect and best king that Norta will have ever seen."