Alexander sat on the throne looking at his subject. His father's crown was on his head and he was looking down at the people around him. He smiled the people bowed down to him. He laughed and pointed to two of his subjects. they looked up at their king. "Entertain me my subjects. The winner will be rewards with a purse full of coins and the loser will be sent to hard labour. If you do not entertain me enough both of you will be sentenced to hard labour." He laughed as the two men started fight each other. He could not believe how easily it was to get his people to entertain me. 

As he watched he felt someone touch his shoulder and start to shake him. He looked over his shoulder,but saw no one there. "Young prince, wake up. You don't want to be late to breakfast again." He was greeting annoyed that someone was bothering him. After a couple moments he opened his eyes and found himself staring at the ceiling of his room. It had been dream. Now that he thought about it it was too good to be true. He sighed. One say he was going to have want he wanted. He would be king and people will so what he wanted them to. For now he just had to be patient until his father was no longer fit to rule. He had no idea when that would happen.

He looked at the person that had woken him up. It was his aid, the only person that came to get him in the morning or assist him when something that needed to be done. He looked at the man. He had been enjoying the dream and the man had interrupted. He sat up in his bed. He did not want to get out of his bed just yet. "I was having a good dream before you woke me up. How many times have I told you not to wake me up when I am having a good dream." He had expected the people to know when he was having a good dream. He rolled his eyes at the man and got out of bed. It was time to get ready for breakfast. He hoped that today was going to be good day.

He made his way over to the other side of his bed. It looked like the man had at least done something to help him. He looked at the man. "You can leave now. I can dress myself." He waited until the man left the room, before he started to dress himself. The man had prepared his favorite outfit to wear. It was a good thing he kept him around. He always knew what he wanted to wear that day. Now if only he would stop waking him up in the morning. Once he was done he made his way to meet his parents. The would be expecting him for breakfast soon. They would not be angry at him if he was late, but he did not want his food to be cold or wait for more food.

He took his customary spot to the right of his father. His mother always sat on the left. The order of the rest of the children was based on how old they were. He smiled at his parents and filled up hid plate with the food that he wanted to eat. While his parents often told his siblings what they had to eat, he was allowed to put whatever he wanted on his plate. He was glad that he did not have to eat the things that the rest off them did. He ate his meal in silence until he saw Allurian enter the dining hall. He was not expecting company.

He watched as Allurian made his way to them. He seemed to have some sort of animal in his hands. He kept his gaze on the creature. He had never seen a creature like that before. It seemed like the creature was looking at them doe some reason. Maybe it was interested in the food on the table. The one thing that he was sure of was that he was not going to share any of his food with the creature. What ever was on his plates was his and he was not willing to let anyone else have it. He had put all of his favorite food on the plate.