My life is a simple story. Not unlike many others. Third in line to the royal throne, yet further than all my younger brothers. On the day after my attempted awakening I overheard my father giving my mother an ultimatum. Either she divorce him and we leave the palace together or she abandoned me, cast me out of the palace, remove my name from the family registry, and forever shame my name, my honour, my...everything. Oh how I bit my nails, hiding behind the old oak door. Concentrating on her ever word, her tone, anticipating what she would say. The seconds felt like hours, slowly creeping on, as I waited for her response... and the before I could even hold a complete thought she replied. 'She's my mother, how could she even think of that possibility,' I thought joking nervously. I thought, thinking what she would say was, 'Hell no! Fuck you! She's my daughter, and I would never abandon her!' Then I heard it, 'Ok.' twelve years of my life I lived with this person, these people that hid behind hollow mask.  ONE FUCKING WORD DESTROYED MY LIFE! My life shattered at that moment like a pane of pink glass falling from a tower window. Now I will melt and mold the shards of my heart with the burning fire of my hatred into the dagger that kills every one of them. First book that I'm writting that goes beyond a few hundred words(hopefully) and I'm publishing. Hope you can stick along with me at least until I get the groove for it. Point out any mistakes gramatical and plot based please so I can get better. Thanks hope you enjoy. FYI: I'm doing this for fun so I could pump out 10 chapters in a week or I could not write for a month, but I'll try for longer chapters at least.