AN Okay, so surprisingly people actually like my story and because of this I will add a second chapter. and here it is.

Run

It's all you can think.

Run

From the burning, the shame, the hate.

Run

He was right, dear god he was right.

Run

If only I'd given him a chance.

Run

I didn't deserve his loyalty.

Run

My father was a tyrant.

Run

No, don't think that.

Run

But wanting his approval is what caused this.

Run

Where will I go?

Run

What will I do?

Run

I caused this.

Stop

You turn around and look at the burning city in the distance. The prat you were once known as is gone. There you stand. Arthur Pendragon. A dethroned prince. A traitor. Your knights urge you to move on. You turn around eyes watering and think,

"What have I done? Dear god, Merlin, what have I done?"