Publisher's Synopsis
The prisoner rose to his full, impressive height. His gaze, which before had struck me as shifty, was now straight and commanding. Impressively he spoke:
"His name?"
"His name," my father said of me, "is Prosper. In full, John Prosper Camilio Paleologus. Never more than one of us wears the surname of Constantine -- and he, not until he succeeds me as head of the house."
"One name is enough for a king," said the prisoner, motioning to me with his hands.
"Kneel, boy," my father commanded -- and there in the prison cell I knelt to be made monarch!
