Numbness I ache, to what cavalliers would craven to fervour yet I, thy oldest prince to His Majesty do I doth be the king, at tick of time where the antique may ring. Yet, had I to be enclaved in vows of politics, law and knighted flares,  though I was scholared in my subjects, among I stand pry to the cavalry does I as though a pariah stand for all my diploma, I never had the fervour to, for all I savoured was solitude where it brinks. Isolation was where I cherish had I not meddled, as a scolding my father King Cavier Caiser fought me in a threat to will the writings to second in heir my brother Aristole, and I was meddled for I had the great of axioms and principles of country, I could endevour all the merry I was in gay, yet speeches were far way quite so as talks of two and parties of blue as solitude I dew. The king's chancellor Sir. Heraclitus Ceaser was whom I despise for every time I spy by the drowth, was his symphony a mystery and so a terrible chancellor to the king. yet so the king was in wow to his forgery of his amending laws of high taxes to the treasury. I ulsered through O' my foes, so did I call my royal advisor, who was my sensei monk of who I felt of no burden and only ease did he come with a cup of chai. I and my sensei were sitting in rocks of the great rivers of lacrimosa meditating did he rise and gave a stern look and me to overwhelm my  "Gakusei, sought fo knwoledge you are, and oppurtunities are far to one's sight, cherish the current." and by his words as I felt peace and did I know what was a drama doth to wear. The king's usher of a scream dowed my dreary ulser, I to the chamber I wield, Thee lie did my father fate in his deathbed and so sudden had it not. To say what he passed away was fatal of foes, and yet did he and of a time of usherness. Quite so, reckon do was his so sudden death I meddled and suprisingly so was my sensei. His death was blind and not a remorse seen to his dimise demish, other Chancellor to King Sir. Heraclitus Ceaser was at and to act so diminish say to the cavalry as a sudden stroke. Was it not meddled, and he had a scar in his chest so no man could not dwell upon and chancellor was not of a single suspicion for he was a priest at his words and flattery foes as my woes vow. I was at his funeral as in a pry of prejudice, and did he the Chancellor doth dye, a praise to me upon title of king and was I so in my temper at how so sudden he may glee and at the hour of events, did chancellor smile a whole and said "Perhaps... you not glee the throne, shall you sign this scroll in willing to the will of the crown to me, were you not shy aye?" in dare did the chancellor say as he was not ashamed though doth thee. I was now of gay in a temper mirth I wore, thy had I not been so to favour flies in had I been in gloom of his shadow and his coat was I in today had it not. My sensei though he was of acumen and to thy the similar thoughts gave a look to feud him out my rivalry and did I took his scroll and pen threw about thou feary flies and in my temper I did "Isolation is man's convention of fear yet does it not mean swords of bleeding words let him be would be the traits of he whom he may be. Enlightenment is he who is of all seeking of knowledge and truth of testimonies he charter is it.. Chancellor. Not more in power yet in treches of dark dungeons shall you be in my reign of no sadness nor any in gay yet a evil man put away for I know what was your way." and by those words was I in pride to rule and conventions of cavalry I note, yet I stare gloom at times of this weary era, I knew I fought and won for all I sought had I not and my foot to the chamber was all to my sensei's enrichment and perhaps his stern stare was what I would say fervoured thy vows I oath today and under my rule and chancellor Sensei would I say it prosper the kingdom's cove.