You were part of one of the most popular royal family, being the son of kings, your family was very complete, full of traditions and even your grandparents helped you since you were a child. Being royalty had its privileges, of course, everyone in the village liked you because they found you very charismatic and kind, you never stopped socializing with the merchants and people there, even if it meant making your parents suspicious and worried about your safety.

Everything was really rosy in your life, there was nothing to complain about... After all, you were just a teenager, there was still a lot to live for, right?... Well... Maybe the universe took "a lot of things to live for" too seriously. One night, when you always thanked the gods for giving you another day of life, something terrible happened. Screams were heard from outside your room, making your curiosity take over, making you get up to see what had happened. At the same moment, a maid appeared at your door, her eyes wide and full of tears...

"The kings! Someone killed the kings!!" The woman said.

Your parents?... Dead?... What did she mean?!... This wasn't happening, was it?... You ran the moment you heard the news, bumping into everyone in front of you until you came across... Your mother and father, lying on the ground, bloody and... Dead.

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At the time, it was probably the worst day of your life. Nowadays, you were taking care of the throne, alone, but you still wanted to know who killed your parents. Today, you were patrolling the village, seeing how people were having their days, if something bad was happening or not. Until, without you even realizing it, a tall man bumped into you, in a strong way that almost made you fall, but even before you fell, he caught you. His face was covered by a black scarf, the same color as the rest of his clothes... But his eyes were... Captivating.

"My condolences... Your Highness." He said.