King Arex Malin had been awake for sometime, another restless night of constant worry about the Country. The economy was still fragile, the military was being stretched thin by an increasing Hobbs and Balverine presence, along with numerous other petitions and requests made only in the last few months. Arex could see now why he was glad to be rid of the crown that now sat upon his brow. The "Burden of State" he always called it. Arex was once again lost in thought in the gardens behind the castle grounds. It was an area he enjoyed immensely. Being able to escape the politics even for a little moment of rest was what Arex needed from time to time. Normally the grounds would be filled with nobility and people, but Arex had ordered the grounds be sealed of for a few hours while he was there. He needed time for himself before falling head long back into the problems of his position.<br/><br/>As he walked through the gardens he began to relive past memories of his rise to power and subsequent defeat of the darkness. He had thought everything would have calmed down and he could relax.<em>'Naive as ever'</em>he thought to himself. It had only accelerated the topics and decisions he had to make on the throne. One of the most prominent was the public outcry for the arrest of Reaver. The tyrant of Bowerstone Industrial was still very much alive and well.<em>'He has his industry to thank for that'</em>thought Arex. Reaver Inudstries had gotten to the point of no return on the power scale. It was to big to fail, for if it did it would take most of the Economy of Bowerstone and that of the country with it. So against every fiber of his being Reaver lived and was not arrested. Quite the contrary ever since he had gotten back from his "Arrangement' as the letter on his desk a year ago told. Reaver had become quite the political animal, he was routinely now at the Royal Court to push his own agenda and sense.<br/><br/>Then Arex walked in front of the coronation statue of his Brother the former king of Albion, Logan. He had kept most of the furnishings that Logan had put into the castle, including his paintings that Arex used as a constant reminder of what he should not become. The temptations were astounding. People left and right requesting and demanding money that just wasn't there was a constant and is still a constant plague on the Kings mind. Shoring up his countries coffers with his own wealth had won massive amounts of popularity with the people but it could not last forever. One man cannot be the Monarch and its economy, it was a burden he wished upon no one. Once he was finished with his walk he began to walk towards the meeting room were the council of heroes was being gathered...