" Things won't always be this way " My mother used to say while brushing my hair.
" One day your father will regret the way he treats us " her eyes would get dreamy " and he will accept you as his daughter "
I hated it when she fed me false hopes. I did not have any desire to share in her daydreams.
I had already seen the side of my father which was to be seen. Trust me he doesn't have a hidden side.
He has only one image that he presents to the world. A very ugly image.
My life has been difficult ever since I was born. My troubles began way before I was even born.
My mother once used to be a Royalty of a neighboring enemy Kingdom.
During a battle with my father's kingdom my father's men invaded a town she had visited for a vacation. She was captured alongside other captives.
Of course my father had not been aware of her presence in the town before. If he had I'm certain he would have attacked it way sooner.
Capturing my mother came as an added bonus. A beautiful one as a matter of fact.
After capturing her the generals advised my father to chop off my mother's head then wrap it up in a nice beautiful box before sending it to her family as a Christmas gift.
My father saw it as a good idea. He was up to the task but the moment he laid his eyes on my mother he changed his mind.
The thing is that my father has one major weakness. There is one thing that most men of the Draiwen kingdom lack immunity against; beautiful young ladies with blonde hair.
Mother was that and much more.
Father has quite an appetite for such ladies. At times I'm even scared of him. In fact I can't ever let myself be in the same room with him without a minimum of fifty witnesses being present.
Now back to the matter at hand.
My father did what any normal king with normal male hormones flowing through his body would have done in such a situation.
He took my mother in as his favorite concubine. Rumours have it that he devoted all his time to my mother.
He adored her to the point of almost worshipping her.
My mother thought he loved her. Even in her worst dreams she would have never imagined that he would ever be so cruel. That one day he would…
It makes me cry whenever I think of it and right now I don't want to cry in front of the maids so I'm not going to mention it.
The generals became concerned that he might end up neglecting the kingdom affairs for a woman who should have been long dead.
All my father's concubines hated my mother for the same reason.
Even the queen was jealous of her. She would have had mother killed had she not been my father's favorite concubine.
Apparently father cannot tolerate anyone disrespecting him. Not even his queen. One sure way of disrespecting my father is denying him his rights or saying something that goes against his morals.
Well one of his major rights is enjoying pretty blonde ladies and his morals revolve around his desires.
My father's obsession with mother saved her head numerous times.
For the first three months they were truly in love. Mother was on cloud nine.
She loved father dearly. He was the only man she has ever had in her life.
To give her some credit it was actually understandable for her to fall for my father.
You see, father is actually not bad looking. If I did not hate him this much I would actually refer to him as handsome.
On top of that he was always treating my mother as a princess and showering her with praises.
It's understandable for any girl to find such attention coming from a king quite overwhelming.
That's how my mother found herself high over heels for the king who had abducted her from her kingdom.
She also became obsessed with him.
Their blissful romance went on even after mother became pregnant.
The day she gave birth is the first time a crack appeared in their perfect romance.
No! He didn't lose interest in her because she began breastfeeding. It was actually the other way round. Father is the one who did something disgusting.
Right now I'm an only child but on the day that I was born I was not alone. My twin brother came after me.
This time the generals called the king for a serious talk. According to them things were escalating and about to go out of hand. The king was losing himself.
They reminded him that the kingdom affairs came first before his fantasies. Father had to restore people's trust in him.
Siring enemy blood was akin to fervently working towards the collapse of your own kingdom.
They viewed my brother as a threat to the safety of the kingdom. They argued that once he was old enough he would want to take revenge against them.
The king could handle any loss but he couldn't dare risk his power. After so many days he burst the bubble he had been living in willingly.
He had to remind the generals that he was still competent.
On the day of our birth before my twin brother could even have a sip of his mother's milk, he was presented before the generals.
They handed the dangerous baby over to the father. " Your highness, remember that it is your duty to protect the kingdom " the apparently wisest general said.
That was when mother stormed into their meeting.
The general's jaws dropped literally. ' How dare this shameless woman without dignity interrupt our meeting?' they all thought at the same time.
What mother had done was the highest level of disrespect one could show to the king. She deserved to be taken to the gallows for that.
Of course father couldn't willingly lose his favorite concubine so easily. He pardoned her but he still had the duty to protect the kingdom.
The generals were even more pleased by his resolution because it meant that mother would be watching the entire scene.
They wouldn't let the opportunity to spoil their intimacy pass them by.
They encouraged father to remind the people who the mighty man in the kingdom still was.
My father can't live without the affection of beautiful women but he loves honor more than life itself.
Determined to prove that he was still as ruthless as on the day of his birth, father unsheathed his dagger and divided my brother into two from the groin to his head.
All this while his most beloved concubine watched. All this as he kept eye contact with her. He didn't even blink.
The generals clapped for him generously. They preached the good news to all corners of the Earth.
The people of the kingdom rejoiced at the salvation brought by father.
Their mighty man was back and this time his golden heart had transformed into diamond.
All father did later in the evening was to offer an apology to mother.
He told her not to worry over trivial matters while wearing a smile on his face.
He even went ahead to force himself on mother after she denied him saying she was not feeling well.
" I've been starving ever since you were seven months pregnant. I can't wait anymore "
He left her in tears and ignored her for a few weeks.
He'd done that to her before she could recover from delivery and that too on the same day that he cut her son into two as she watched.
That was when my mother realized that her prince charming was dead. The emperor was back to claim what belonged to him and she could no longer deny Caesar what belonged to him lest she lost her head and left me to die.
For the sake of my survival she was forced to tolerate all the misdoings.
That was when our torture began.
Father did even more disgusting things later on but I can't cover all that in one sitting.
Some you will get to hear of them along the way while others may be off my mind for the time being or simply too painful to talk about.
Despite all his cruelty, mother still loved him dearly. She was always trying to feed me on her fantasies. She was always dreaming of the day father would change but the lover boy in him was long dead.
Just because he began treating us badly doesn't mean that his obsession with mother ended there.
No! As a matter of fact it quadrupled. He was more obsessed than ever before except for that instead of treating her like a doll he now saw her as the slave she was.
And our lives became a living hell.
I guess that's enough to give you a brief overview of where my troubles began.
By the way my name is princess Elvira, the most beautiful girl in our kingdom ( not my words though. That's what the maids tell me ) and I'm fifteen years old.
My father is the great king ( now emperor) of the mighty Uzacan empire.
I really hope that we can be friends.