Damien woke up at dawn. He started with his usual routine of arming himself and a heavy work out. “It is eight chimes and my breakfast hasn’t been brought up yet,” he pondered to himself, “Where are the head maid and her apprentice!!! I want them in here now!”  He began to pace his chambers plotting out exactly how he was going to take over and extend his own kingdom. He looked up at the door when it opened and the maids were standing there. “Why is it eight chimes and I still don’t have my breakfast?” The fact he was completely calm terrified the maids they would’ve felt better if he had just yelled at them”<br/>“Well you see your highness the kitchen staff are having trouble with keeping the fire going this cold spring wind is making it hard …” she said choosing her words carefully.<br/>Damien opened the bay windows and threw the head maid out of it watching until her body hit the ground, and splattered from falling from such a tall height. He looked at the apprentice and spoke menacingly “congratulations you just made head made I get up at five chimes, and I have breakfast at seven chimes don’t anger me further. Now send me the general.” With the death of her mentor fresh in her mind she nodded and went to find the general.