Alliance

Prince Klaus rode on his horse towards the main crowded market, the sun beating down on his skin. He had heard of a man called Charles, a fisherman who had supplied the fish for their royal feast.

Klaus had heard rumors that Charles had connections throughout the kingdom and might just be the ally that Klaus had been searching for.

As he rode through the busy marketplace, Klaus spotted Charles selling fish to the crowded customers. Klaus couldn't believe his luck, he had just stumbled upon the man he had been looking for.

Klaus approached Charles slowly, making sure not to startle him. Charles, however, had already recognized Klaus and his intentions.

"What do you want with me, your royal highness?" asked Charles, eyeing Klaus with suspicion.

"I need your help. I'm on a mission to ascend the throne, and I want you to be my ally," replied Klaus earnestly, looking Charles straight in the eye.

Charles paused for a moment, contemplating. "And why should I help you?"

Klaus, not one to shy