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I was 19 years old when I was knocked out and abducted. It happened on my dad's festive, we were celebrating the whole day. And without realizing a man not much older than me filled me up while flirting with me. After two years of being nothing but a tool, I often ask myself how I ever could be that dumb. How my past me trusted strangers too easily. But if you had lived a normal life, than this would be normal. Celebrating, having fun, flirting and drinking.... I wished I could go back in time. Warn my younger idiotic naive me. Till he stepped into my cage and made my worst nightmares come true.

William was like most people, he was average. He knew no magic, he was average at fighting, and he was even worse at leading. Being the son of a popular king that ruled over the kingdom of Grivaria, he never wanted anything more than to just grow up and explorer the world. in his earlier years of age, his older brother Kieran was mainly the one everyone looked forward to. Kieran was the only son to be trained in how to be a good king, while William was left to do whatever he wanted. In the end, it was always supposed to be Kieran that took over his father's duty, while he traveled around the world. thing arent always that simple, however. Kieran had a secretive side to him like he was always hiding something. and he has had his fair share of outbursts at civilians and even the servants around the castle. His father saw who repeatedly saw this and started to think differently about the future of his kingdom. As he didn't want to hand the kingdom over to someone corrupt, or whose actions would bring the kingdom into chaos. In the end, when the king dies from an attack from a nearby kingdom, his last orders were for William to be the next successor rather than Kieran. This then leads to infight, conflict, betrayal, and actions that William makes that end horribly. in the end, It's up to William to atone for naive actions and further mature himself to be the correct ruler of the kingdom he loved so much. even if it has to cost him his own life.

losing his family at a very small age at the hands of his father ray's life was never the same that was until he learns of a way to get to learn about what really happened that horrible day . ps - the pace of the story is somewhat slow so please have some patience in the beginning chapters. if u wanna ask anything here is my Instagram- vishu_naruka

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