In Knossos, In the Bull-Court
Apr. 30th, 2009 09:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
For
schribaere , who has had a previous prompt unheeded (no, honey, I didn't write that, everything I tried was crappy), and asked for minotaurus, childhood, here.
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The King my father looks upon me with a different eye than that he bears when he gazes upon my sister.
The King my father yet favours me, for I am his son.
The King my father has had built for me my own court.
The King my father decrees that there I shall live alone, as befits a prince.
The King my father calls me his best soldier and draws from me an oath to protect and serve his kingdom and his rule.
The King my father puts his hand in mine and leads me to my new home.