My Royal Forced Marraige

Chapter 1

KATOURI

"Katouri, get out of bed already you're gonna be late."

Which one of us is the student, you or me? I thought to myself. Mother's more excited than I am. She keep on telling that school is the best place where you can learn more, more than just lessons. I sometimes wonder where I get my IQ. I mean, I hate school literally. I forced myself up on the bed. I let my feet fall onto the ground and walk up to the bathroom.

I slid off all my clothes and went into the shower. I don't see a reason why I have to attend school if I already know the things that are being taught at school. And one mere thing, I'm an antisocial kind of person. I don't really have friends since I always prefer to do and experience things alone.

A few minutes have past and I got out of the bath and wrap a towel tightly . I was expecting to meet my uniform right away since mom had ironed it but everything was dark and there was a straight path on the middle that started from where I stood.

The door to the bathroom behind me has disappear. The path wasn't long and at the end, leads to another door the resembles the door to our kitchen. I slowly walk down on this path, having a very bad feeling. Mom and Dad were in there, eating their breakfast. As the door was getting closer, I was covered in  towel anymore but I'm wearing my uniform covered in  blood.

I was beginning to worry and the uneasy feeling inside of me grows stronger. My hand was trembling in fear as I slowly open the door, revealing a a strange man at the center of the kitchen and there were two bodies lying on the floor. I stopped  breathing when I figure out who were lying. Mom! Dad! No, it can't be! I took in a deep breathe which causes to turn the man to face me with his evil smile.

I felt shiver running down my spine. "You...!" That man barked with a dark voice. "You will die along with them!" He lashed out his sword, and with one swing, my head fell onto the floor as my head and body seperated.

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I was so drenched in sweats by the time I woke up. My pillow was wet as I sat up. I was not terrified at all even after having such horrible dream about my past. It has been eight years now and I still haven't got clues about him. After the murder years ago, I have been told about the job that my parent does and finally have understood them.

They weren't just normal civilians. In fact, they were far more than that. I now realize the reason why they wanted to train me all by themselves and learn the ways of ... Lets just say like spies.

I run my hands through my hair when I get out of bed. I decided to move to another place, away from my old one. I couldn't bare to see the sheds of blood that was still lying on the kitchen floor until now. I left my home without a trace, not  even my remaining relatives know where I am.

I grabbed a towel then enter the bathroom. Guess its Monday, another day in the hellhole I call school, St. Brook Ville High School.