The Royal Conflict

I return from battle
Victorious am I
The blood of trolls
Stains my armor

My father is angered
For I just disobeyed
His simple command
And went out alone
To the trollish lands

My enraged father storms off
Leaving me gasping and in tears
His sharp, lingering words echo
And delve deep within my ears

"Acacius my son
You live under my rule"
Well it won't be forever
Of this, I will make sure