PREVIEW OF ARC I

  "The royal precincts are kept separate from the rest of the capital, but I wanna see firsthand how great my country is. Whaddaya think I should do?”

  INTO A NEW WORLD

  “If it’ll make you feel better, we can go. But you better do everything I say! If I decide it gets too dangerous at any point, we come back right away. No arguments. Do I make myself clear?”

  “Yes, sir!”

  “Good. Let’s mosey.”

  “Stay close to me, Your Majesty. Wouldn’t want anything happening to that pretty face of yours.”

  THEY JOURNEYED, WANTING ESCAPE

  “This is the first time the pretty boy’s seen true suffering, and he doesn’t help out his own countrymen. He helps out an immigrant!”

  “Keep my mother’s name out of your mouth, you filthy heagot.”

  “Go on. Take it. This is to remind you that Sin created you with a body and a brain. You need to use both. Understand?”

  “Oh my fucking Sin. We’re gonna die. We’re gonna die. We’re gonna die!”

  “Let what is said be recorded as the judgment and decree of the Crown and the People of the Ironscar Kingdom.”

  BUT HE HAD FOLLOWED

  “Hewoo! Do mwy ewyes de-de-de-de-decweive mwe? Awex? Fiwo?”

  “They call him the Jester. He’s a hunter. And he specializes in hunting Giggletwinks like you.”

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