King's Island Prison . Somewhere a queen is weeping... somewhere a king has no wife . For the deposed monarch in that unique position -- wealthy and well-connected enough to avoid the guillotine, but not enough to retain his throne or buy his freedom.
You won't find Isla del Rey, as it is officially known, on any map. This helps to keep loyalist forces from coming to liberate their former king.
King William II, or as he's known nowadays, Bill. Bill's throne was usurped by his stepbrother James, but he's never given up hope of getting it back. His crown and cape are just shoddy replicas of the priceless bejeweled originals, but he wears them to remind himself of what he's lost, and what he plans to regain.
The bed is far from king-sized, but he's lucky to have one at all. It could just as easily have been a pile of straw on the floor.
One of the few luxuries he's allowed -- books. The Count of Monte Cristo is his favorite.
The desk where he puts quill to parchment and pens his missives to the Outside. While these letters (as well as the ones he receives) seem innocuous to his captors, they all contain various encoded messages, as Bill tries to scheme his way back into power.
Having been raised in the opulent luxury of a palace where his every whim was catered to, Bill has had to learn discipline in his cell. The barrel contains all the water he gets for the week. The trunk, in addition to a few small personal possessions, contains his week's ration of crusty bread and salted meat.
Psychological torture -- if he wants to look out the window, he has to stand on his bed or chair, just like a little kid. It's very emasculating.
Once a week, depending on wind and weather, the supply boat arrives. A storm delayed it once by five days, and Bill nearly perished. Since that time he has learned to eat and drink as little as possible every day, so as to have a reserve for another such eventuality.
While his water barrel is refilled from the cisterns on the roof, and his store of bread and meat is replenished, Bill is allowed to bathe and do his laundry in the ocean.
While the kegs of ale in the storeroom are meant for the guards only, they'll usually share a pint with their former ruler if he's suitably well behaved during their visit.
Bill is allowed five books at a time. It's always a difficult choice when they bring new ones -- what to keep, what to send back? Ah, here's an intriguing title: The Once and Future King.
Bill's weekly taste of freedom is all too brief; his guards want to set sail before the tide goes out and beaches their boat.
Bill lives for someday -- someday he'll be free, someday he'll reclaim his throne, someday he'll wreak a terrible vengeance on those who did this to him.