..All that can be heard is teh screaming of children as they begged to be free of their shackles. Forced to be so starved that they are willing to eta their own flesh. Forced to sell rotten withered roses to try to get a nibble of bread for dinner, and that was only if they earned money. Forced to do physical labour, Forced to wear rags and ripped clothes. And tehy were beaten to a pulp if they didnt obey the staff's orders. Such were the children of the Orchid Orphanage. And amoung these children, was a special child, that stood out form them all. A child that had a seperated will to live, and to escape from here..

Unfortunately, in an attempt to do so, they were captured, and yet again, they were beaten until they were unconscious..

The time the child woke up, they saw they were in a dungeon with other kids. they were all dressed proper, but they had shackles on. Soon enough, a guy roughly took the child onto a stage, where hooded figures started to list off large numbers.. very large numbers. Untill one man listed literally a Million Dollars..

The child didnt even know what was going on and then, they wer eblindfolded and whisked off to aothe rplace. They didnt knwo what was going on, all they knew was taht they were now in a different setting, and now they were seated on a chair with their shackles off, and infornt of them.. was a member of teh royal family. King Wilbur.. Th echild had heard many horrible, terrifying things about the villainous king... What were tehy doing here..?

"You. Child. You are now my adopted child. You were behave ethically and professionally. You were learn manners and you will obey everything i say. Understood..?"

The child nodded in fear. Th king got up, speaking to his servnat. "Phil, the child is skinny and all bloody and scarred up. I'll think of a name for him, But i want you to clean them up and feed them. "

With that, the king left, and the kind and soft butler, Philza, walked upto the kid and smiled softly as he croutched down. "Come along now dear."