Damian stared out at the land beyond the railing. He watched as his father's subjects walked around, looking, laughing, passing the time. He smirked to himself. It was nice here, but his old man got on his nerves. He learned they were getting new servants and he was excited.
"Prince," a woman said behind him, "The new servants are here, and your father said you get first pick."
He smiled. "Tell him I'll be down in a moment," he said before laughing.