Prologue

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It was a beautiful day today...or so I thought. 

As we returned to Heilorne, What we saw was...Destruction. 

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"Father!" I couldn't move as I saw my father before me. He was wounded all over. Covered in debris and arrows. 

My brothers and sisters arrived at the scene shortly after.

"Father..?" my sisters couldn't even look at him anymore. 

We removed the debris that was trapping him and laid him down on the bloody ground.

Silence. 

Suddenly father's fingers twitched.

He's still alive..!

"Father! Don't worry we'll get help!" My older brother, Claude, the 1st prince, croaked.

I kneeled in front of him and tried to wipe the blood on his face..but it was already crusty and dry.

"Ermine...is that you..?" Father groaned.

"..Y-yes.. It's me.." I sobbed. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. 

"Please...don't make me die in vain...Avenge...our..country.." You could tell he was out of breath.

"Father! please, stop talking!" My other brother, Richard, the 2nd prince shouted. He was keeping quiet all this time, I never noticed he was shaking.

He grabbed my hand and squeezed it gently. 

"Avenge...our country...avenge...me..!" Father cried out with all the breath he had left and passed on.

Now there was silence again.

Silence..except the sobs and sniffs from my sisters.

 "My king..."  

"We..will..honor your last request.."

"Please...rest assured.."

"We..will.."

"AVENGE THIS COUNTRY!"

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