*Four years ago*
Easton sits in the backseat of the luxurious SUV, staring out the black-tinted windows at the endless green lawns of Wolfgrove academy as they pass the gates. A contemplative expression on his face as he taps his knee in an obscenely loud and somewhat rhythmic pattern.
His father finally puts down his phone, sighing in frustration as he listens to the annoying sounds his son is making.
"What is on your mind Easton?"
Easton doesn’t face his father, his head turning to look out the back window of the vehicle, keeping his eyes on Wolfgrove until it is completely out of sight. His father grips Easton’s hand, stopping the incessant sound that is threatening to drive him insane. The king's ego is too large to be ignored in such a way, but Easton is the one person that can
