N O T I C E

The claim of a king overrules everything.
Except the heart.
.
"He's untouchable and there's a reason for that."

"Why?" I press on, the lady gives me a scrutinizing look.

"You ask too many questions."

"And you don't give enough answers." I reply, sick of her word games. She huffs, placing her book down on her desk.

"Listen here and listen good, there's a reason he's so alone. There's something inside him, something dark and twisted that caused him to snap all those years ago. Something that can't be cured, it's a sickness of the heart. Don't be foolish and try helping him, he's not just any man. He's The King." She motions me to come closer.

"And he could have our heads for simply having this conversation."