King Orthin

King Orthin sat in his rooms fuming. He had spent another day trying to convince his councilors that they needed to take action to solve the problems they were facing. Orthin thought of his daughter Avi out on a cold lake alone, except for the thousands of swans that surrounded her. There was nothing he could do to help her. He wanted to march on the Council Village. He wanted to throw that Alexandra and her froggish prince into a dungeon and force them to ...