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On a large window, the little boy with the big doe eyes looks through the glass to see his step-brothers coming back from the fancy ball they enjoy themselves in, with his mother looking as snobby as ever- she dragged her two elder sons alongside her.
The little boy had risen from his place holding the little flower crown he made just earlier and dashed with all his might towards his mother, a mixture of excitement and fear crept his mind, his weak legs doing their best job to catch up with the lady who brought him to this life.
His eyes sparkle as he spots his mother as a smile went up towards his lips showing both of his gummy and teeth and held the flower crown in his hands and ran towards her with such adoration.
"YOU ARE TELLING ME THAT MISTAKE CARRY A DISEASE?!" The woman shouted putting her hand on her lips as she heard the family doctor explain to her about her son's situation.
The little boy stumbled upon his legs, looking up at his mother with a bit of nervousness but he was brave enough to tug her dress to gain her attention.
Once the lady looks down, she couldn't help but kick the little boy away from her ruining all the little boy's organs who were on the floor coughing blood.
"mo....mmy...sungie...made you...a a...crown" his eyes were blurry by the sudden hit being very fragile and weak not having the authority to fight back for a young boy of an age of seven, his little mouth coughed blood- mint blood for his mother to almost vomit on seeing that creature she brought out from her was actually disgusting.
She regrets giving birth to a diseased Demi-fae creature.
"yes your majesty...you called me?" one of the castle's most trusted swordmen yet a loyal knight had come from behind the queen and bowed to her with his eyes fixed on the ground not meeting her eyes due to respect.
The lady flickered her fingers in front of the man's face and pointed at the unconscious boy on the ground who's no longer considered as one of her own.
"take that thing away from me, from my boys, from the castle and from the kingdom...i don't want anyone to catch his disease" she declares and with a last boring expression while looking at the little boy, she pushed her cloak and walked away from the long hall letting the knight taking care of the rest.
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When the little boy opened his eyes again, he found himself in a big forest, he felt scared looking at his surroundings as wolves howls can be heard along with the owl's sound.
He crouched into a ball crying on his place bringing his knees to his chest and putting his hands on his head with shaking his head wanting all this sounds to disappear.
But a warm breeze had circulated him as he opened his teary eyes just to find tiny fairies flying around him which caused him to stop crying and the fear had decreased in minutes.
