Chapter One

Life as a prince sucks. And I should know.

My name is Blaine Regem, son of Ian Regem, the King of Western Dragonia, the most boring place to live.

I mean, it isn't too bad. All it really is is a walled off city surrounded by a bowl of mountains. Inside the walls is a huge town. Its a huge checkpoint for travelers who have coins to spare, because everything here is incredibly expensive. It isn't called 'Fortress City' for nothing. The name was my uncles idea.

Centered between all the shops inside the walls is the castle, where me, my dad, and my Uncle Vulcan live together as a family. My mom died in a fire that happened years ago in this very castle, but that's another story. I won't admit life is easy without her here, because believe me, it isn't. I barely even knew her, and dad and Vulcan refuse to talk about her at all. It's frustrating, really.

I often think about how I could stop all the stress going on in my head, and the only thing that comes to mind is the dream every kid has when they hear stories about them...

An adventurer.

They're always setting out on quests to reclaim lost treasure, fight off beasts threatening innocents, stuff like that. I want to be someone like that. Someone who people look to in times when all hope is lost. That's who I want to be.

When I first told my dad and uncle this, Vulcan was all in. He was like, "Kid, that's a great idea! An adventurer, huh? You'll have to train up if you want to get out there in the real world and go do adventuring stuff." Vulcan was always like that around me. Very uncle-y. He could get very serious when it came to battle strategies and defensive protocols, but apart from that, he was a chill guy. My dad, on the other hand, wasn't all in for it.

"You're the prince." he had said. "Your place is here."

So my dad disapproves of me becoming an adventurer. That's his opinion. But my dream is mine. I can be whoever I want, do anything I set my mind to.

I will be an adventurer, no matter who tells me otherwise. But first, I have to get through high school...

Chapter Two

I have jobs as the prince.

I must take requests to give to my dad, ensure I am always looking my best, and help my father with small tasks he does in order to prepare me to become king.

I never get a break around here; except for when my uncle is free. He is gladly willing to spend time with me and take me away from the stress my dad brings me. Although, he has his own job too, so he isn't able to be here often.

My dad is constantly asking so much from me, despite knowing that I don't even WANT to have this life. I don't understand how he can think that being strict and forcing this life onto me is going to make me want it as much as he does. If anything, it's making me want to leave this place and live my own life out in the real world even more.

In all honesty, I hate being a prince, and I despise the thought of becoming the king even more. It is, quite frankly, the most boring possible way I could think of spending my life.

Why stay stuck in one place giving out orders to a Kingdom, when you can be out there and do whatever you like? Why stay stuck in one place when you can do things that make you feel alive, and make others feel they can truly trust you?

The truth is, being the king does not get you that. It is not all that you can imagine. I hear some of the things people say around about my dad, and I don't want people to think of me that way.

"He's greedy and selfish." they exclaim, "He only cares about having control over us and the power it brings him".

I can't be stuck in this life. I need to get out into the real world. I have to start my adventure now. I'll never have the courage to disobey my dad if I don't.

Today, I plan on getting out of the hellhole they name 'Dragonia High'. I just need to figure out how exactly I plan on doing so.