Sitting in an elegant waiting room, a woman anxiously waited for her turn. She was far from home; where heated disputes threatened to transform into a full fledged war.
"Madam," the woman looked up to see a youth standing in the doorway. "Doctor Owen is ready for you." The boy told her. The woman quickly stood and followed the boy. As they walked past many rooms with large windows, the woman saw children of all ages being taught.
When they reached Doctor Owen's study, the boy opened the door and offered her a bow. "Pleasant day, madam."
With a nod, the woman walked into the study. Doctor Owen stood beside a bookshelf. He was a tall man, with a think head of silver hair. After pulling a book from the shelf, he turned toward the woman.
"Madam Faydell, please have a seat." Doctor Owen said, motioning to a plush chair. As she sat down, Doctor Owen strolled behind his desk. "May I offer you our condolences. Prince Jacobs was a charming lad."
Madam Faydell gave quivery smile. "My son would have been a wonderful king."
Doctor Owen nodded, then opened the book. "I presume you are here to claim his replacement." Flipping through the book, he came to a stop somewhere in the middle. "Ah yes, here it is. Your other son was left in our care sixteen years ago. Jacobs twin."
Madam Faydell nodded. "Alec. Could he be prepared to take his brother's place?"
Doctor Owen closed the book. "He is ready. We need only finalize a few details in his cover story, then Alec may return home to claim his throne."
After a moment of hesitation, madam Faydell spoke. "Will he remember this place?"
With a smile, Doctor Owen shook his head. "None of our replacement heirs remember their time in the society."
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