The right wing of the palace housed the 3rd Prince's quarters. Usually, servants would be tending to everything here but now only royal guards were present.
After Bors began suspecting Splennar, he conveyed this idea to the King who brought a Third Circle priest from the church.
It wasn't long before the priest discovered something wrong with the prince. After returning from the Dungeon of Sins, this royal brat was always trying to sow discord between Averon and Bors.
This was akin to treason! Angered, the king placed him on house arrest and took away all his privileges.
"It'll be okay." A warm, motherly hand caressed Splennar's forehead.
Laying on the queen's soft lap, the prince looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought.
"Your father is the monarch of this nation. He has huge responsibilities on his shoulders." The young queen leaned back on the couch.
Playing with her son's long hair, she added, " If you sincerely apologize and assist him, he will remove the punishment."
