Chapter 140: Memories of a Painful Truth IV

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"Place? You wish to know your place?"

"Yes, what can I do in the kingdom! my, king."

"Nothing, there is no place for you in my kingdom, though maybe if you beg enough your brother may take some pity on you when he is king. Now then, leave my sight, I have things to do."

Your heart sank, the pain was crushing. I bit down hard on the inside of your cheek, until you felt the blood fill your mouth.

"Yes my, king," you bowed deeply to prevent your father from seeing your face.

You stood up and turned leaving the throne room. You closed the door and continued forward.

A woman with blonde hair dressed in yellow, violet, and blue approached you with worry in her eyes.

"Cemilian," she said as she reaching out to touch your hand.

You pulled away.

"Leave me be mother."

"Cemilian, what did he say?" She asked.

"Mother, just please leave me be," you asked once more.

"Yes leave him be mother. Let the wounded mutt lick his wounds. It's not like he's good for anything else," a tall man with short black hair dressed in fine clothes said as he approached.

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