Be Free of Your Father's Rule
From Lord Of Utterdom
You take the key and map, rush to your room to gather a few minor belongings, and head back down into the armory and through the gate. The stream turns out to be mostly flooded with garbage and chamber pots from the castle, but the boat keeps you from the filthy waters (though not the smell).
You paddle down stream for a few days, checking the map as you go. You take breaks on the banks to eat and to consider what you will do now, excited by the great number of possibilites. Never again will your fate be decided for you. You consider all you have done as the King's son. Some of it leaves guilt in your heart, and some of it gives you a sense of pride. You remind yourself that life is what you will make of it, but that now you will be able to make that choice for yourself.
You sail on beyond the borders of your father's kindgom, out of the history books, but into your own adventure, a real smile plastered across your face.
You are your own man, and no one will ever take that from you again.
(You win.)
