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Nira was wandering around the castle, bored.

A guard rushes up to her, "King Caspian has requested your presence in his office." He states, nodding and walking off.

He rolls his eyes and heads towards his dad's office.

"Son, take some of those papers and help me out would you?" He asks, not bothering to look up as he writes quickly on a sheet and hands it to a maid. She rushes out, holding a large stack of papers in her arms. She only pauses to bow to his son.

He crosses his arms. "Why should I?" He challenges.

"Because if you want to be king when I retire you need to learn how to do it right!" He growls, already stressed with the number of papers next to him, he quickly stands, towering over his son. "Do I make myself clear?" He snarls.

His eyes narrow, and he glares at his dad.

Though this was his son, who he loved and cared for deeply, he would not take any of his childless. "Now, go finish them and bring them back. I'll finish the rest up, I only need you to do some of it."

He rolls his eyes and takes the papers.

He pats his son on the back as he passes, smiling. "See, how hard was that?" He goes back to jotting down notes on papers.