"I won't recount how many years it has been some things fell apart. To do so would be to acknowledge it, and that would break my heart.
Twere in the land of Ambrosia"
-Opening lines of a lost diary
Unlike other realms, the ruling structure in the capitol of Ambrosia is one that rotates. King’s are not destined by blood, but a title bestowed upon those fit to lead the city’s defences in times of great peril or need. When not in those times, a council oversees the every day goings. And those knights in line, should the day arise, are given the title “Prince”
Khar?