Today is the day I become king. I am William, Will for short, I can't be bothered pronouncing my last name, it's to long and has too many different sounds in it. Well anyway I am currently in the middle of a ceremony, where therold guy is naming me that king of whatever this countrie is called, along with lot of unnecessary praise. Seriously this guy is a pain in the ass, he never lets me sleep in, he never lets me take my morning naps or my afternoon ones. He's also constantly bugging me about speaking properly. He says stuff like "If you don't pull your act together this country will fall into ruin!" Or "You are a prince and an heir to the throne, you have to act like one!"

Seriously who cares about the country? Its's not like I'm gonna rule properly anyway. All I'm planning to do is sleep after kicking out the old guy. He is in the way of my nap time so he's got to go.

Oh. The old guy stopped talking and is looking straight at me. He looks really weird right now, his face just lost all colour and he seems to be having a panic attack. I open my mouth to speak, but words won't come out. That's odd I'm not a mute and neither am I sick, so why? My chest starts burning, I look down only to see blood and lots of it. Pain kicks in and I try to scream only to let out a small croak. My eyes feel really heavy, like when I fall asleep, it feels comforting so I give in and let the feeling invade me. The wold turns black.