I opened the drawer and touched the book I last saw before she died.
...Prince Harrith's POV...
... FLASHBACK...
"Don't forget to do your best my beloved son." My mother caresses me. I felt disgusted by how she acted so caring in-front of the other noble man and aristocrats.
" Never forget to greet your father, king Harold." We walked toward the aisle where nobles and aristocrats are watching us.
For the first time i saw my father king Harold. He looks so old. Long brown beared, while his purple eyes pierce like a knife throw my chest. I felt a cold sweat run down my forhead. This is the very first time i saw him at the same time the very first time i got frightened.
I kneeled down, bowed and greeted the king.
" Greetings King Harold." I did not move an inch until he told me to.
" what is your name child?" King Harold asked. Does that mean he doesn't know my existence? Is he really my father?. I saw a glimpse of hatred in my mothers eyes for a moment. She smiled and touch my shoulder.
" My king he is our son, 2nd Prince Harrith Richards." My mother proudly said. I look around and saw the nobles whispering.
" That whore. How insolent she could be. She is only a concubine." I saw how everyone stared at us and how the other noble mocks my mothers proclamations.
" SILENCE.." Ordered by King Harold. Everyone in the audience room did not dare to speak nor whisper anymore. The king who is sitting in front of us look at me from head to toe.
" Come forward my child." I hesitated to walk but the man beside the King assisted me. When i look at the king I sense a great power of mana I started to breath heavily. The king walk towards me and I started to hear whispers again. I walk a little back but the man behind me hold my arms. As the king getting closer the black aura i see in him becomes stronger and stronger. His eyes are glaring like i will be his next prey to be devoured.
My knee felt weak and i fell on the ground. My entire body is shaking in fear. When the time his in front of me he look into my eyes and Let me see a great terror i couldn't imagine i will saw. I am hanged and below me are dead bodies swimming in their own blood. I saw my very own mothers head swinging in the air. I heard screaming and asking for help. Then saw king Harold laughing while holding a sword full of blood. It felt like hours at that moment. I vomit when i came back from hallucinating. What was that?. I trembled in fear, a tear fell because of the trauma he showed me. When I look at the king he burst into laughters..
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. He really is my child." He walk back to his throne.
"Harrith my child your eyes saw it all. It means my blood runs through your vein. Be grateful your mother did not lie about your existence. If she does,what you saw will happen to you and your mother."
Mother run towards me and held me in her arms to support me. I couldn't even feel my legs, I am trembling in fear and crying in silent. For a 6 years old child to see those terrible scene can cause traumatic injuries but the king doesn't care about those. My mind becomes blank and all i could hear is my mother calling me after that everything went blank.
I woke up seeing mother holding my hands. I remember what happened. The cruel King made me see things that a child like me can't bare, he even laugh upon knowing I am really his child. I look at my mother i also felt disgusted he bare a child for a king like him. Does power only matters to her and my entire clan. Ever since i learn how to read and write, they often told me to be the best. Not to feel fear but instead to be feared at.
They wanted me to be the crown prince. I was happy before, to be called prince but i despise my blood. I hate my father and my mother.
" oh dear. How are you feeling?" She touch my face but i tap it instead. Im over fed with how fake my mother can be. Her eyes grew bigger when i tap her hand. I intended to be rude.
" I don't need you nor your entire family." I glare at my mother. Her fake caring expression turn into a demonic look.
" You dare do that to me? I gave birth to you, give you knowledge and fed you. You insolent child." She scream on top of her lungs. If her veins could explode she will be dead by now.
" I didn't asked for all of this. My father is a mad man. He showed me how we will end up if he knew I am not his son. Do you know how terrifying his Mana.? Do you not see in his face that he is a merciless king or just having the power and all of this luxurious things are important to you." She smirk at me. She sat on the chair and sip the wine beside the bed table.
" You see my child. My dream is to become the Queen of this kingdom and you being born is my way up to achieving my goals. So you better make yourself useful or you and I will end up being just a 2nd Prince and a Concubine."
I cannot believe this. She become my mother. How i wish i wasn't born as the kings child. If that happen i guess my life will be better.
" I feel sorry for you and the Repurt Clan. They raise an ambitious woman."
She throw the glass of wine and slap me on the face. I can feel her raged on me. I will free myself from her and eventually live my life to the fullest.
" Remember this mother. Your plan will not work. I will not cooperate with you anymore. I have enough of whats going on. Your plan will never be executed. Your dreams will always be a dream and i will not let you hurt anyone just to be the queen."
She glare at me. If her glares can kill i would be dead by now but, not anymore. Her wrong doing must be stop. I don't care if i die but i must focus on my own goal from now on. This mana that flows in me must be kept secret from me alone. I must control this on my own.
" You pest. I raise you to be the crown prince not to be this rebellious at your young age. You don't know what your about to do. If you become the useless prince no one in this palace will acknowledge you, even the king will neglect you. What will happen to us. I cannot bare being at the concubine palace. I am born to be the Queen of Richards."
She hysterically panicking like her life depends on being the Queen of this kingdom. Frustration is written all over her face. I couldn't let someone like her use me as a tool. She leave the room saying she will be the Queen whether I cooperate with her or nit.I lay on my bed and think of a better plan to escape in this curse life.
To be continue