ℐ𝓃 𝒶 𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎,𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝓌ℴ 𝒷ℴ𝓎𝓈,ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓉.𝒯𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓃𝓰.ℬ𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼.𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽.
"Mother!"young Jamil said.He was only 10 that time.His mother was crying because he was taken away from his family in order to become a servant for the prince .
"Mother!!!"He said,bursting into tears.
He ran to his mother but the guard stop him to do it.One of them had to pin him by the leg to calm him down.
After a few days,he was sent to the sultan's palace.
"Papa?"Young Kamil said."Who's she?"
He just laughed."He isn't she,my son.She is a he."
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 17+ 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚙𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚢.𝚂𝚘,𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢.
"Hi there, I am Kamil." He said with a gentle smile on his face."What your name?"
"J..Ja..Jamil…"he muttered.Not because he was scared,the boy looks cute but he dare not to open it out loud due to the prince's father.
"Let's play!"young Kamil said while holding his Jamil.
A few years later,they are both 16,going to college.They just attended their school for 2 months but they are on a short holiday for a while and they are coming back to school.
Jamil was packing his stuff.
"Adik(young bother),the sultan wants to see you."The maid said.
"But why,Cik?(aunt)"Jamil said.
She shrugged.No answer,he did what the maid say.
At the palace door,he knocked on the door.
"Your highness."Jamil said,with a bow."You call for me.Am I right?"
"Yes,now take a seat."
"You know about Sultan Academy,am I right?"He asked.
"Yes"
"Good. I am worried about my son."He said while a sigh came out from his mouth.
"But why?"
"My son had multiple times of assassins trying to kill him."He said.
"But what does it got to do with me?"Jamil asked.He really want to know.
"I hope you don't mind that Kalim is going to your school."
Jamil's eyes widen.No way!