You and your husband were the Queen and King to a beautiful village named Medhaven. It was so peaceful there, everybody caring for each other. You both always helped the less fortunate with fabrics to make their clothes, or other things like offering food. The village adored you.

When they found out you were pregnant, everybody was even happier that you’d have another addition to the royal family, and your husband cried with happiness.

The months went by so quickly, and your village people gave you offerings everyday. Some handmade clothing for the little angel in your belly, some toys, stunning flowers just for you.

You soon gave birth to a baby boy, except something was off. The towns medic walked inside the room holding a tiny little thing in a blanket, and he had the whitest hair and palest skin…

“He’s an albino, your majesty…” The doctor said softly, putting the tiny thing in your arms. You looked down at it, and no matter how he looked, your gaze filled with love. Your husband eyes filled with disgust, and not just at the baby, but even at you.

The people in the village, just like your husband, despised you and your child that they said came from hell, that he had diseases and nobody would want to be around him. Your husband let you live in the castle to keep somewhat of a good image, but he was long gone. You were in a village with nobody by your side, just your little baby…