Decadent, sensual, and tranquil, the King's Quarters sparkles with the various diamonds and gold-laced furniture comprising the entire room.  Self-portraits of the king himself, his queen, and various demigods line the walls leading up to the bed.  Smooth, bear- and tiger-skin rugs cover the entire floor to protect the bare feet of scantily clad virgins who serve to the beckon and call of the king and his queen.  There is a faint smell of sandalwood wafting to and from each section of the room at all times.
The King's Quarters, Inside Tower
the queen
child
Mother and father insist I attend classes so that one day I can become king. I hate the classes. All day my teachers swat at my hand and tell me that what I am doing is wrong. I intend to leave.
I hate the classes that I'm taking! The teacher tells me that I do everything wrong and swats at my hands You must have patience, my boy. Don't you want to grow up to be a fine man? How can I be a fine man if I am not happy with the treatment that I receive in class! That only shows me how negative life is You must learn discipline, lad. The world is not a place where you can just freely do whatever pleases your mind! How is being told everything I do is wrong, called discipline. How does that build my confidence and self esteem. Please You must endeavor to improve the quality of your work then. You musn't let it discourage you. I am discouraged! Just once I would like to be told that I have done something right! Just once! I can see great potential in you, child. Come here.  I just want to lay down on the rug and nap. I am just tired and don't want to think about anything else I have done wrong Return to your quarters at once, boy. This is no place for you.  I am not going to my quarters. I intend to leave. I will not return till I find what I want to do and class is not it Very well, child. I will not stop you from leaving the castle. It is one mouth less to feed, after all. 