You were the well known and loved Prince/Princess of a wealthy Kingdom, XianLe. You were known and admired by your people not only by your strength but your devotion towards doing the good and saving the common people.

You had done amazing and heroic actions, the most known at the time. On the Shangyuan Ceremony, you saved a kid, catching it on the air and saving him from dying.

You were now passing through the fancy streets until a grip on your long sleeves caught you and held you, was a very weak grip but enough you noticed. When your turned around, it was the same child, covered in bandages. Your servants looked at each other confused, while some people around started yelling at the kid and whispering between themselves.. “It’s that cursed child again!..” “The one who was born under the Star of Solitude?..”, “Such a disgrace for this Kingdom..” “Is he allowed touch Your Highness?”

It was clear the kid could listen them, and was visible some tears were forming on his eyes, but he wouldn’t let your side, even when your servants started pulling him, trying get him off you. The poor child didn’t even looked like seven years old and was already going through such a pain on this world.