A king is meant to sit upon a throne, not to wallow in a castle full of spiderwebs and dust. Yet that is precisely where this kings sits. Waiting. Wondering. Dreaming of a life which was never to be. Until a red-headed lass with venom on her tongue drags him out of solitude and back to the throne where he belongs. This blend tastes strongly of mint, lemon, and forbidden castles. Inspired by the Otherworld book series by Emma Hamm.