When Resperignis grew old, he set his sons, Deorex and Matt, up as viceroys. But they did not follow the path he had set for them. Their favor was for sale.
So the clan fathers came to Resperignis and said, “You’re as good as dead and your sons suck. Give us a king like all the Barbarians have.”
But when they said, “Give us a king,” Resperignis knew this was not wise. He took flight to speak with the Royal Family. And the Fire said, “It’s okay, Resperignis. It is not you they have turned their backs on, but Me. They no longer want Me for their Father, not that they ever have. No matter what I do for them, they would rather be orphans. So give them what they want but warn them what earthly fathers are like.”
So Resperignis told the Royal children everything that their Father had said. He said, “If I appoint a king for you from among you he will lord it over you. He will forget you are brothers and treat you like slaves, not as his children. He will use you for his own purposes. He will not love you; he will not take care of you. And when he takes all you have worked for, including your sons and daughters, you will beg the Royal Family to save you but He will not.”
But the Royal children said, “Ah, Baloney! When we have a king it’ll be great! He’ll do everything for us.”
So Resperignis sighed and went back before the true King and told Him all that the morons had said and the Fire told him, “Don’t sweat it, go and do what they ask.”
So Resperignis said to the Royal children, “fine, whatever.”