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As the morning sun began filling the dimly lit hallways, Treston felt an emptiness that he had never known.
His greif now shifted from sorrow to feeling displaced, a dull throb began to swell inside, and all emotions he had bottled for his family began jumping inside his mind.
Even the little skirmishes he and his father had during the years brought both warmth, and a tear.
"I shall be king!" he whispered to himself "And I need the whole truth, not just words your told to keep you silent."
In the kitchen Treston grabbed an orange, as they were only in season for a short while, and snacked as he left the palace for the market.