A world full of lies..

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The distant whimpers of a child could be heard as he walked down the dark corridor, with each step the unpleasant sound increased.

Just as he rounded the corner, he came across a door. a beautiful blue door, decorated with rainbows and butterflies.. it looked so innocent, opposite to the damned place.

With a wavering sigh he clenched the knife in his quivering hand and brought his other hand out hesitantly, just as he was about to open the door the whimpering stopped..

His breath started to quicken, the sudden silence brought him some time to think about what he is about to do.

was he really going to take the life of such a sweet child? a innocent child who knew nothing about this cruel world..

He could feel the tears stinging from the back of his eyes.

He manipulated a child into thinking he was a good guy, he showed the neglected child all the attention in the world and made the sad child think that someone had his back..

only to kill him at the end.

murder him.

he couldn't hold back the tears, he didn't want this..

but unfortunately, there is absolutely nothing he can do..

with a deep sigh, he opened the door.

"b-brother?? what are you doing here" as very soft voice mumbled.

"I-.. I'm s-sorry.."

Suddenly the innocent blue door didnt look so innocent anymore.. with all the red splatter over it.

The decorative butterflies hanging on the door fell one by one, as if their wings had been chipped just like that of the poor child inside the room crying his heart out in pain as he clenched his stomach..

It wasn't the wound in the stomach that gave him so much pain.

It was the wound in his heart, knowing that till his last moment noone accepted him. 

Knowing that he let himself believe the affection he got from his murderer was true till his last breath.

How foolish of him.

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Jenara is her name, Jenara wynter.

she would feel a little bit too proud when she sees someone bow and call her queen, and when she hears her friends call her 'Mrs,wynter'.. she's too proud of her name now.. after all she worked hard to get to this position... having to eliminate so many people to marry the king.

she did so much to marry him.. does she love him that much?

of course,

not.

It is quit obvious that she married him for his wealth and name.

so,

To say that she is proud of herself would be an understatement..

but what she isn't proud of is her son..

of course like any mother, she was filled with joy when she heard that she's pregnant, and she was over the moon when she heard that the baby was a boy!

she had planned on making him a warrior, a fighter, a strong handsome man who can take over the kingdom..

not the ugly disable child who couldn't even fulfil his own basic human needs by himself.

The moment she looked at her son, her face turned into disgust. he had a dirty blond hair, nothing like her beautiful white hair nor her husbands jet black ones.

his nose was quit ugly too.. it looked like someone punched him in the face and broke his nose.

And his eyes.. oh his eyes! they were the worst!

His left eye was blue and his right eye was black!

she wanted him to have just her eye color or her husbands but not this.

others put on a tight lipped smile and called it unique but she isn't going to hesitate to show her disgust towards her son who looked like he crawled out of her nightmares.

she didn't bother giving him a name.. she didn't even bother to look at him, she made sure that he was in the other end of the castle, as far from her as possible, She didn't bother to care or question why the neighboring kingdoms eldest son came ever so often to visit the filthy child.

so it's clear that Jenara despises her son, or if we can even call him that.

so when she heard the news that he had been murdered, she was quite happy, but she wasn't going to let the others see that.. she had a reputation to maintain.

so she ran, to the other end of the castle where she had cruelly placed her son..

she screamed, cried and yelled in 'distress' as if she had lost her whole world. The maids looked at her in pity.

She sobbed and cried into her husbands chest as the funeral took place. Her face twisted with agony and sorrow but her eyes showed nothing but happiness and joy.

Her husband rubbed her arm in a comforting manner and looked quite sad himself..

but she knew.. that she wasn't the only one who felt a bubbling happiness in the stomach when the casket was closed.

after all they were both happy that they will not be bothered by his useless presence.

What a cruel and twisted world this is..

mother and father feeling complete joy as their deceased child is being buried into the ground..

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Tysm for reading till the end of the chapter ^v^

hope it wasn't too boring. :')