A golden throne be-speckled with many precious stones. It glints in every eye that falls upon it. It is 20 ft tall and 5 ft wide. Swords from enemies of the king line the back of the chair.
Palace Throne, Inside Palace
queen
prince
I am the prince to the king. I am the rightful heir to the throne. I need to marry a young princess.
I am a traveling orc slayer. You must have mistaken me for your son! My apologies, you look just the same! Are there orcs about?  Oh yes can we go hunting...eer oh where am I mother? My mind seems to have slipped into fantasy again. Please lay down my son. I try to entertain these delusions for your sake but I don't know for how much longer I can do it!  Mother, do you have my lithium. Can I have some of it now, can I have it NOW! Son! Please calm down! You're scaring me!  Oh you gave me a bruising mother. Ouchy that hurt! What did I do to deserve a life like this?! Oh don't cry there, would you like to help me find an orc? Please son, please! Just rest and stop with this nonsense!  What is this son talk, I am an amazing orc slayer! I can't take this anymore! I'm going to snap! 