from the south to your north

Chapter one For the south

    Her mother died when she was at the age of seven, she had to live alone as the only daughter, and she lived as a burden on her father for long. She had to marry from the north so she could be useful.

    I'm going to make a beautiful life for myself no matter what it takes this time. I'll have to.

    The next heir of my family is my father.

    I was born to be scarified.

    Once, and twice.

    This is my second life.

    "I really don't like this arrangement, but I'll agree to it just for you, father." I told the only person I respected.

After my dear mother passed, I confess I squandered my coin as if possessed by madness. She hailed from noble blood, though her family's fortune had dwindled.

A tale as old as time; her father, now Baron of Erestatle, preyed on a rogue whose daughter fell in love with my grandfather. This scoundrel, a master of deception, deceived thy man and his daughter and brought ruin upon that family. With falsified documents, he tainted the reputations of all who crossed his path, leaving them no choice but to flee, lest obey him without question.

As for my mother, who was nearly five at the time, she had two older siblings. My uncle Raphael, and aunt Lucy were the only one's she trusted, my only trusted one's too. Last time, I trusted them more than my father, but I shouldn't have. They were bribed into betrayal.

Baron Erestatle tried taking away my beautiful mother so his connections could become stronger when she married, but my grandmother, aunt, and uncle refused to let her go, and their only option was to make her disappear.

    From the west to the south she went. And sometimes I wished she never did.

    In the south, she became a famous singer. My uncle's past connections were very helpful. She was loved by nobles, but never accepted by them, for it is a sin to come from a fallen family.

    They married anyway.

    My dad, Yutah Muguet, married my mother, Angela Antoine. Not only they sinned by this marriage, my father had born kids and a wife.

    My mother later asked to be put in the abandoned mansion behind the main Muguet's house, castle an I must say.

    I was born a few years later and was hated by everyone, even my father.

    He was the worst, yet I believed that it's only right because after my birth my mother became weak. And unexpectedly she suffered for years until I was seven, then she died. The day she died, all the maids that were by us were led to the main house, and all I could do now is rot in hell, all alone. Once more.

    At Least I got money. The allowance my father sent me was enough. I got maids, and an incredible amount of jewelry to fill this loneliness with fanciness.

I lived a life that revolved around spending money and drowning in luxuries until my sixteenth birthday.

The war between the south and north was going on before I was even born. The south was winning until five years ago. A 15 year old boy showed up and he became the Warlord.

To us, southerners, we feared him, but he was a great hero to the north, and taking by the things they've witnessed in the past years, he saved their sanity.

The emperor was threatened by this. The boy comes from the ruling family in the north. "Ruling family" because they can be their own kingdom sooner rather than later. The only thing our emperor could do is completely lay hands on that family by getting the Warlord married.