I run into the stables and straight to Julius' saddle. As I begin preparing him for a ride, my father storms in. "What is the matter with you?" he nagged.
"What is the matter with me? I will tell you what the matter is, FATHER!" I snapped.
"The matter is that you are putting me on display for random men I do not know so that he may take over my kingdom because you do not believe I could rule it myself!" He looked at me with anger in his eyes, as if what I said was far from the truth.
"This is not about you or what you want. This is about tradition! This is how it has always been and how it always will be. I will not change a century of traditions to fit your foolish desires." I picked up a horseshoe that sat on a small table nearby and threw it through a window, slightly spook
