Two kings dead to circumstance, and a third born son on the throne. He has no heirs, no experience, and no public backing. The eyes of the world are upon Keilaudrin, the foremost power of the west coast and a kingdom built entirely in the past two centuries. A convoluted web of allegiances and promises hold the realm together, with the lords who were not conquered bound to the crown by debt and title. The royal family is weak, one man alone carries its name, and those promises are slowly losing their hold on a country of nobles promised wealth, land, and any number of things for their swords. Many who hold potential claims to the throne are dissatisfied, and plot to assert their claim through blood or guile. The emissaries and diplomats of other nations watch with bated breath, or put their hands into the matter for their own gain. Turmoil is the norm in the court, and civil war is a constant threat. The king's coronation is about to be celebrated in the capital, and while the city is strung up in colors and gala the loyalists, conspirators, and traitors alike will walk the same streets.

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