(330 years ago)
Afraid of the dark, the little child walked through the corridors looking for his mother.
The thick walls of the palace protecting him from the sun.
The dim candles weakly flickered along the walls, barely lighting the way to the boy's destination.
All he wanted was his mother to sing him to sleep.
He clutched his teddy closer to his chest when he heard a familiar scream from ahead.
Taking out his thumb from his mouth he started running through the never ending corridors.
He saw a light coming from under a door.
He was about to open the door when he heard the voice of his father yelling at someone.
Curiosity got the best of him and he opened the door slightly and what he saw at the other side shook him.
His mother was in the corner with her knees up to her chest and her arms were holding her head as if she was hiding.
Her body was covered in blood and bruises.
She was shaking with sobs. The child ran to his mother not noticing his father sharpening a stake in a dark corner.
"Mother!What happened?",
The child asked her.
His mother held him and said,
"Sweetheart...Y-you shouldn't b-be here.It's way past your b-bed time."
It was the first time he had seen her so weak, she was always a strong woman, leading the clan when his father was in no good shape, which happened a lot.
For the first time since he came here he noticed his father standing in the corner with one arm behind him.
He smiled his cold smile which didn't reach his eyes and said in a honey-dripping voice,
"Your mother is right, you should be in bed".
The innocent child, all confused looked at his mother and asked
"Did mother went for hunt? Why is she not at the hospital wing?"
His father sighed and said in a slight growl,
" Your mother is OKAY! Now go to bed".
The boy in spite of being four years old, was smart enough to know that she wasn't 'Okay', but he knew better than to disobey his father.
He gave his wrecked mother a final quick glance and went straight out of the room without saying another word.
He started running towards his room slipping occasionally in his single sock.
'Why was mother covered in blood?'
'Why was father acting so weird?'
'What is happening?'
The child's mind was racing with questions he could never get the answers of.
He was halfway to his room when he heard an agonising scream which shook him to the bones.
Without thinking about the consequences, he ran back the way he came from.
Tears started streaming down his face, not knowing anything else, he ran as fast as his little legs could take him.
He was absolutely terrified.
He flung himself into the room and saw his mother with a stake in her chest.
Her breaths were ragged, she was surrounded in her own blood.
She saw the boy and motioned him to come to her.
"M-mother..." The child helplessly cried and ran towards her.
He could not believe what he was seeing.
She pulled him close and whispered in his ear ,
"R-remember...who y-you are, you're a...a kind boy and NEVER let ANYBODY else tell you otherwise ",
she smiled proudly as she struggled to get out her last words.
"I...I believe in you, honey... I love you."
The poor child just sat there with his mother in his tiny arms watching the life leaving her eyes, that once used to be filled with encouragement, hope, love.
He cried for hours, when he noticed the crumpled piece of paper his mother gave him.
He opened it but he could not understand what was written in it, but he figured that it was something important as he put it in his pocket and ran away to his room.
That night, the child did not just lose his mother, he lost his innocence too.
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