Somehow I raised a prince

Chapter 1

You can hear music if you want while reading, I searched on YouTube a little, hopefully you like it and this is not my novel or anything I just want you to enjoy reading this novel nothing else so let's get into it yey!

Btw these are for:
***- some time later
(...)- thinking
"..."- talking
'...'- sounds
[...]- if I want to say something while in the story,
I usually say something in the beginning and the end
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It was a terrible night of heavy rain. 'shhh~'
Not only the rain was strong, but the wind was blowing hard, making the trees around the house flutter like they were going to break.

"Adele! You pathetic thing!"

Resounded in the lighted house, a louder and more haggard voice echoed than the sound of heavy rain.
'stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp'
The door opened roughly. 'slam!'

"You lazy, useless thing! Don't even think about coming home until you reflect!" The fat woman screamed in a rage and kicked the little girl out of the door. 'slam!'

The body of the little skinny girl was pushed by a strong force and rolled in the mud. "ouch!"
The rain from early evening turned the yard into mud.

"It hurts..."

The girl fell and wrapped her broken knee with her hands.
The girl's skinny fingers touched her knee which were now red in shade, but the pain didn't go away.

"It's cold..."

The girl stumbled in the rain and walked in the opposite direction from the house where the fire was revealed.

This wasn't the first time.
Rather this happens quite often, so the little girl knows that her aunt's anger doesn't go away so easily.

Usually it takes half a day to get rid of her aunt's anger, but since her uncle has done something bigger than usual today, she may be angry by tomorrow morning.

It is usually because of her uncle that the aunt gets angry.
Her uncle likes to gamble, so he often gambles with silver coins which is earned by selling cows and sheep, but he often comes back losing everything and whenever that happens, her aunt's anger would direct to her.

(I can't go back home until my aunt's anger is relieved.)

If she knock on the door now because it's cold, her aunt will probably come out with a scary opening and beat her with a broom.

She has been beaten like this before. She knocked on the door because she was so hungry, but her aunt, who was extremely angry, walked out and hit her mercilessly with a broom, she still has the scars and bruises on her face.

There is a place where the girl always goes when she is scolded by her aunt and kicked out of the house.

It's a huge oak tree near the house.
There was quite a big hole under the tree, unknown for how long it has been there, which is big enough for the girl to enter.

The girl walked in the rain thinking she could at least avoid the rain there.

The wet hem sticks to the wounded leg, and rain keeps pouring in her eyes, the girl tries to protect her eyes several times with the back of her hand.

What's fortunate is that she put a piece of bread in her pocket before her aunt kicked her out angrily.
The bread in the pocket was secretly put in the apron while setting the dinner table.

Whatever food the family left after having their dinner was the girl's dinner. If the family doesn't leave food, she would have to starve on that day. So sometimes she would hide a loaf of bread in front of her apron just like this.