RUSTIN PETRAE   AUTHOR | GRAPHIC DESIGNER

Chapter Ten - Old Columbus disappeared behind them almost three hours ago and the only thing Theo saw now were flatlands with large fields of grass, some trees off in the distance, and the occasional town every so often. According to his parents, they were another hour or so from putting the Borick Province behind them altogether. He wasn’t sure how to feel about leaving his home even though he had planned on doing just that to attend the Royal Institute of Higher Studies. Th

Chapter Eight - Theo sat in his class, staring absentmindedly at the doodles he kept drawing over and over on a sheet of paper as his teacher, Mrs. Heights, droned on about the history of Avalon. He only half paid attention, his mind on other things. Things like the enormously awkward fact that he was now heir apparent to the First King’s throne, a man he had idolized practically since birth. A man he had admired above pretty much anyone else. It had been three and a half wee

Chapter Four - The sounds of heavy foot traffic echoed through the halls of the Elysium Palace, home to the High Royals of Avalon and their staff. On any given day, the sound of footsteps wouldn’t be out of the ordinary, but this was not an ordinary day and the rushing footsteps had a frantic, panicky air about them. To a casual observer, they would probably guess something might be extremely wrong. And they would be correct. Something was wrong. Palace aides from the highest