In one country there was a king and his queen. They had two children. They had a son. They had a daughter. The king had a son from a young age. The queen had a son. She had so little in her mind that maybe she was a girl because of this, but after the injury, the princess grew up with injuries, but more than that, her own parents deprived her of everything. She never said a word, she endured everything because she knew there was no point in telling someone where a mother herself could not love a girl by giving birth to a child, who else would get what she wanted and maybe the rest would be judged. Maybe today or two more houses will appear again today with some of the stories in this story