The outfit didn’t feel right, it didn’t feel right. Like he didn’t deserve this. The silk lining and the gold engraving on his royal blue
jackets and pants. It wasn’t him. Yet it would have to be. He was the
Heir. He was to inherit the King, his fathers, responsibilities, even
though he had been doing them since his fathers passing two years ago.
It was unfortunate, a horrible sickness fell over the Kingdom of Prospit
and had reached the King. He fell into a deep sleep one day and never
woke up. Ever since them he had inherited Prospits throne. In one day he
no longer held the title ‘Heir’. He was now King Johnathan Egbert, or
King John. Today is Coronation Day, he would officially hold the
position as King of Prospit.