“Yeah. Dad. Stupid dad. He’s… he’s the King. Of Spartax. Stupid. Really stupid. Just ‘cause I don’t wanna be Prince whatever he sends bounty hunters after me. Really really stupid, right?”
“What? Since when were you a prince?” Richard exclaimed, shocked at the sudden revelation. He eyed Peter sceptically, debating if his best friend was joshing with him, but it didn’t feel like so. Then again they were both kind of inebriated, Peter more so than him… “Why didn’t you tell me before? And bounty hunters, really?”