Martyna Balsam

Chapter 1 Keep thee far from a false matter; and the innocent and righteous slay thou not: for I will not justify the wicked. Exodus 23:7                    The Deceptive It was rainy afternoon when a boy Mackis running for his life. It was one of terrible days he had after he decided to escape from Martyna. He was only 10 year old and this life has been cruel for him to endure all sufferings since he was vanished from Burlington palace. Yes. He is a prince -a king supposed, after the death of his father king Nicolau of Burlington his mother queen Martyna reigned the kingdom disregarded that she is  woman. Queen Martyna after the death of king Nicolau took the throne as a rightful to reign over Burlington but impossible to take over as long as eight-year-old prince Mackis is alive and healthy. It was a horrible action that almost put the prince to his death after he was pushed by queen Martyna to the castle's window three days after the death of the king. He must be dead or broken limb by limb if it is  not in the net hanged covering the plants rescued him caused him not to land on a hard ground. *************** It was almost midnight of his sleeping when his mother kissed his forehead to woke him up. It was a surprise! He never remember queen Martyna hugged nor kissed Mackis since he grew up. But this night is different. The woman hugged him so tight and kissed his cheek and forehead as if it was first and the last. "Young boy, it is your best luck if you never been born at all..." she whispered with a grin on her face. He never understood the word but never spoke a word to his mother. "Are you not to ask me why I never like you young prince?" She asked. "I never wished of becoming a mother -but a queen yes! And having you was my luck, but not now at all." She said with a sadness in her eyes. After few moments of silence she uttered her words. Now with unexplainable excitement. "C'mon I will show you a thing." She held his wrist leading him to the castle's door. She opened it and pulled him to reach the terrace. He felt the icy cold of the night but his mother never bothered to cover him. He watched the darkness surrounded them but his wickedest of a mother pushed him to fall there to his death. * * * * * * * * *