"This ?"
A tiny body was carried in the servant's hand. Jewels have become the symbol of women. These jewels, bright from his eyes, were incompatible with the expression on his face.
"Your daughter is not dead..."
The woman looked at the child in the servant's hand. His lips slowly lifted.
"Oh? Is that so?" He approached with interest.
Delicate hands reached out, stroking his throat, raising his eyes to the housekeeper he asked, "If I break it, will it die?"
His dead eyes did not leave the boy.
"Throw him in a random room" by slowly pulling his hands from his neck
Indifferently, he passed the steward and proceeded to the carriage. She looked at the letter in her hand as she got into the car.
- Banquet invitation
The butler left quietly.
***
As he slowly opened his eyes, he heard vague voices. These were sounds he could not understand.
The light is bright and painful.
He hated it on his first encounter. The darkness that his eyes had been accustomed to for years was gone.
Still, she couldn't quite see. Just an insanely painful shine...
Organs that had been dysfunctional for years suddenly shouldered a heavy burden. It was as if his mind was freezing.
Sounds.
He had a headache.
He closed his eyes. It was more comfortable now, at least.
Disturbing.
This noise, this brightness, this feeling is disturbing.
***
"I can't believe that boy is still alive!"
*frizz* *frizz*
"Is he really 10 years old? With this body... he looks 4 years old..."
"He didn't know how to speak...we asked a few questions and he was just as dumb"
"Is he having trouble with it?"
The door opened quickly.
Seeing their banqueting madame return, the servants quickly shut up.
"Haha...hahaha" the woman muttered as she made her way to the boy's room.
"Jewel, my treasure!"
He wasn't expecting an interesting answer when he was questioning his maid on the way in the car!
HE...
He was infuriated to see that the black mark was still alive. When you asked him to find out who was secretly sending him food...
She never expected to get the answer it never happened!
She survived 10 years, almost 10 years, somewhere close to the core. To the core, which is the essence of magic!
No food!
And there can only be one explanation for this! He was fed only by magic ahaha!
Being able to absorb mana for 1 year meant having enough mana to be the best mage in the kingdom. What about 10 years?
He walked towards the boy as he opened the door to the room. The feeling of enthusiasm mixed with extreme joy on his face was frightening.
He quickly grabbed the boy's throat!
Power would be released when life was in danger, she resorted to this most primitive method to learn her power!
And the boy's first encounter with his mother ended with a choking gift.
He struggled as he couldn't breathe, an ominous darkness in his body clinging to the woman's wrists as the slender body grew weaker and weaker.
"Gah- ahm ahh..."
The woman's face fell. He muttered with constricting pupils.
"No...no" her voice trembled.
"Black magician?" He muttered.
His expression changed and hardened, "Beast!" Raising his hand, he slapped those inward-looking cheeks to vent all his ambition.
The nails are long and sharp, the ring leaving its mark on her face, and now she even received another gift.
This kid...
The black mark of your life.
The boy, who had collapsed to the ground, stood on the ground with a trembling that enveloped his body.
Feeling ?
He didn't know what it was.
And he couldn't make sense of this feeling, the fear he felt.
It was the first time he felt like this.
Unlike the peace the darkness gave him, the light brought him only fear.
***
"Furue, I heard that boy isn't dead?"
"Arsuz!" Disappointed, the woman grabbed the man's arm.
Furue is that boy's mother.
"I'm going to kill him" brought her face close to the man's to please her husband.
"Furu"
"That's what happened then," though the man's voice faltered, she knew what he was implying. "I'm going to kill him now," she snarled, biting her teeth in hatred.
As the "wise woman" kissed the cheeky woman's head lovingly, she turned her sinister eyes to the room where the child was staying.
She wanted to see him one last time as he left her.
"Let's see what the bastard looks like..."
The door creaked open.
The only flaw in the deluxe machine was this room.
The light went in.
A pair of unfocused eyes emerged from between them as her pale gold hair brightened.
Dark purple.
"Hair colour..!"
He turned to the woman and shouted with a rich expression on his face.
"Don't kill him!"
The woman froze.
"What?"
"This is not possible!" as his eyes filled with hatred. she cried.
"Stupid woman!" His shout echoed in the hallway as the man raised his hand and gave a hard slap.
Gripping her cheek with an expression of disbelief, Furue turned her viper-like gaze to the boy in anger.
Because of him...
She has suffered humiliation because of him since her existence.
Because of this illegitimate child!
"You're blind! Can't you see your hair?"
The man approached the boy with an ominous expression on his face.
He grabbed her blonde hair and pulled it hard.
"Kyahk!"
The tiny body trembled.
His whole body was cold from head to toe.
He was lifted by the chin.
"Purple eyes! Haha...hahahha! God is on our side!"
The woman stood awkwardly.
"I heard that the prince of the royal family... disappeared as a child. You know, blond hair is rare and hard to find outside of royalty"
"Purple eyes are even rarer!" Excited, he continued.
"Let's take him to the royal family!"
"What?" This time the woman was seriously frozen.
"She's a girl Arsuz!" Besides, that was impossible! The child born of a one night stand...
Not from the royal family. Because she knows the man...
The person who put drugs in his drink and sleeps with him is not from the royal family!
"I know, it's just a stupid gender issue isn't it? I'll take care of it," the man waved indifferently.
He will be treated like a lost prince!
"Haha-haha"
Turning to the child with greedy eyes, the woman's body trembled with excitement.
This kid...
It was the key to their wealth and luxury!
The greed for power that had taken over their hearts blinded their eyes.
***
"It's manageable, although it's a forbidden spell... it's not impossible"
An old man looked at the girl in the corner as he stroked his beard.
"How much will it cost?" Arsuz grabbed the man's hand with her boiling blood.
It was 10 days later.
He struggled for a long time and reached this man through illegal means.
"You know, I made this spell up. Only I can do it"
Transgendering is something only this man can do.
Forbidden spells appeared when enchantments were exchanged in the hands of non-masters.
This is a pretty compelling spell. But the man didn't want to make it common.
His real magic was the change of identity. Most criminals applied. It was dangerous, so instead of being famous and making money, he wanted to earn a small amount of money with few customers. In short, it continued its business as a 'private' brand.
But not a criminal this time. It's just like a sex change, and it's easier than the other.
Also, the price mentioned is quite satisfactory.
This was the indication of how much desire Arsuz and Furue had invested in this child, the reason why they had all their investments and plans on this person.
"We will surely please you." The mage approached the boy with a smile.
He took out some heavy tools from his bag.
He placed two ornate sapphires close to the boy's unpierced ears.
"Ahh" the thin sting didn't affect any of them present. What I was looking forward to worked out.
The sapphire was in the form of a pair of pure earrings. In silver, he surrounded the stone with exquisite and fine craftsmanship. Blood dripped, leaving marks on the earrings.
"This covers every feature you could wish for. Gender is now okay..."
He grinned and continued.
"Designed according to your wishes. The moment the earring is removed, it is impossible to live, the poison will be released"
"Ahaha, good job"
Furue silently stared at the boy as she began a shower of praise to please the cheeky man.
One day the child will grow up and rebel. It was his idea to control him.
Returning to his gender would be proof that he was a false prince. In this case, they cannot survive.
But so what?
He was the first to die if this was revealed!
He stroked the boy's hair as his lips slowly lifted.
"My child..."
"I will train you to be a prince."
***
He doesn't know how to speak.
Even if he is 10 years old, he doesn't have enough knowledge at all.
It would be a problem if the kid showed up right now. They would certainly be questioned after all.
In addition, they had to make the child depend on them and train them.
Therefore, for now, they planned to educate the child for 2 years.
This was the earliest possible date, so they had to hurry, for fear of finding the real prince.
***
"High" put her hands to her mouth, preventing the sound from making a sound.
The tiny body timidly took refuge in the corner of the wall.
That night, only her gender didn't change. His whole life, his whole destiny, his true self has changed.
All the servants were destroyed.
After all, it was the dead who kept the best secrets.
Anyone who knew their gender was murdered. Except for Arsuz and Furue only.
The mansion was evacuated.
Servants were reduced as much as possible.
The heavily guarded mansion was quieter than usual.
He was given a windowless room for fear that someone would see it outside. The door is made of iron.
He came out of one prison, towards the other prison.
But 2 years was enough.
To demoralize a curious soul.
He had just come out of the dark. What is the sun? He didn't even know that. If it were explained, he could not make sense of it, he could not even imagine it.
It was quite relevant towards this world.
New things...
For the first time, he encountered other people, no living creatures.
But 2 years.
It would be enough to make him a soulless and dead person.
He was a simple kid after all.
A boy who spent 10 years in a quiet corner.
The shimmering and noisy world that hit him suddenly felt very heavy. Complicated.
It was a long time before he realized that he was from different worlds that he would never understand.
2 years was enough for a person to change.
2 years was enough for a child to mature.
2 years...
It was enough for a person to lose their feelings.
-To be continued-