"Won't happen though, will it?" Nothing good ever happened. Every plan he made had fallen apart. He wistfully thought of his plans to retire in the country while his brother rules, play with his snakes all day and maybe have Yoongi as his cute maid/hot lover. It was a fun fantasy but he knew now that fantasies didn't count for much. "They want me dead and besides, even if they didn't, it's too late. We can't have it back. Time doesn't work like that."

He turned his head towards Yoongi and then pulled his arms, curiously if he could make any ropes give. "What does a kingdom do if they get rid of the king?"