Leonas looked out over the wind-swept plain and smiled. “What are you so happy about?” the human beside him said.

“Someday the capital city will be there,” he replied. “It will be a shining jewel in the crown of our land.”

“The only thing here at this point is farmland, Leonas. We don’t even have a land yet. We’re still a loose confederation of family units. What makes you think this place will be more than it is now?” He sighed and shook his head. “I know that you aren’t the child that you appear to be. You haven’t changed since we both looked the same age.”

“I just know,” Leonas said. “I know something else too. You, Kazimeras Regalis, will be my first king. The first King of Leituva.”

“Big dreams, Leo.”

“Those are the best kind,” he replied softly.