Sociable King

I was born into a Shakespearean family, between a father who spent forty years in the service of the king, and a brother banished to one of his prisons. Imagine a terrifying and magical palace where even the most loyal of its loyalists are punished, and where jealous tendencies rule its nights. Stories have doors that storytellers know well lead to power on one side, and to freedom on the other. At that door, my father stood and had to choose. And he chose His Highness. He abandoned his wife and children, and left my brother to his fate, so that our family would live for 20 years haunted by the pain of absence. What was the king's companion's excuse? What was the father's excuse? Why would a person throw himself into isolation and throw himself into the arms of slavery? Strange is this world, and strange was the life my father chose. For years, I have been trying to tell his story. Today I present it to you: a tale brimming with the magic of ancient tales, steeped in the nightmare of human tragedy. I was born into a Shakespearean family, with a father who served the king for forty years and a brother who was exiled to one of his prisons. Imagine a terrifying and enchanting palace, where the most loyal servants are punished, and jealousy governs the nights. Tales have doors that, as storytellers know well, lead to the king's service on one side and freedom on the opposite side.

At that door, my father stood and had to choose. And he chose his majesty. He abandoned his wife and children, leaving my brother to his fate, and our family lived for 20 years haunted by the pain of his absence. What was the reasoning of the king's fool? And what was that of the father in him?

Why would a person throw themself into solitude and embrace slavery? This world is strange, and the life my father chose was strange.

For years, I have been trying to tell his story. Today, I place it in your hands: a tale overflowing with the magic of ancient stories, submerged in the nightmare of a human tragedy.