"..another memory?" I looked at the projection, as it portrayed a scene...Leona...
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From the moment I was born,
there's been a boulder on top of me
that's too heavy to move.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Attendant A: Crown prince Falena is such a bright and cheerful young man.
I don't understand why his younger brother has to be so moody all the time.Attendant B: And he possesses such a terrifying power! Imagine being able to turn anything to sand!
Attendant C: Both of you, cease this conversation right now! What if someone overhears you?!
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I bet that
if I were the crown prince,
this is what they would have said:
"Crown prince Leona is a judicious young man—
look how he controls such powerful magic!
I don't understand how Falena can be so carefree."
This is all because I was born second.
They'd find fault in me no matter what
—just so they could use it as a pretext to praise my brother.
No matter what I do, I can never be the best.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Falena: Leona! Why weren't you at today's ceremony?
Leona: Ceremony? Ah, you mean the self-indulgent party where you show off your son to the people?
Yeah, sorry I missed that. I fell asleep.Falena: Showing the people the face of their future king is an important affair.
Leona: Yeah, it's a happy day for sure—also known as the day the despised second son loses what little claim he had to the throne forever.
Falena: Do not frame it in such terms!
Leona: Must be nice to be the firstborn, huh?
You can spend every day singing and napping and still become king.Falena: Leona... You may never become king, but you are still wise. There is much you could do for this country.
Leona: And maybe if this country selected its kings on the basis of intelligence, I'd be motivated to do something with that wisdom.
Falena: Leona, wait! Leona!
"........" I stare, solemn. The second child really had it hard, huh.....
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Why do I have to spend my life feeling this way,
just 'cause I was born a few years too late?
No matter how hard I study,
no matter how
powerful the magic I command...
From the day I was born till the day that i die,
no one will ever acknowledge that I'm better
than my brother. I will never be king.
Why did I have to be born second?
Why will I never, ever get to be the best?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Life truly is unfair.
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