Royalty (Afterdeath)

Prologue

The land was covered in greenery to its brim. Life thrived in this wondrous place as birds chirped in the morning rise. In the palace of the kingdom, a small boy wakes from his slumber.

He slowly opens his eyes as someone knocked on the door.

"Sire? It's time to wake up," a woman outside called.

"Ok ok I'm up," the small boy yawned and got up as a maid walked into the door. She bowed before opening the red velvet curtains. She quickly went to the enormous closet as the boy tuned his eye.

She fished out an outfit as she bowed again before leaving. The boy regained his composure and changed into his normal attire: a prince's outfit. Except this purifier was a specific pure white colour with golden laces and shoulder pads. The boy slipped in his red scarf for the day as he walked out of his room.

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"Hello sleepyhead, up yet?" A woman with bright pink hair asked the boy.

"Not really mom," he responded as she gave a small laugh.

"Well it's time for you to have breakfast with your brothers," she said in a formally matter. The young boy sighed as he dragged his way to the dining room.

Suddenly, screams were echoed in the castle halls. The boy faltered as he heard the shrill screams. A maid grabbed the boy's arm. She ran and dragged him back to his room. She quickly shit the door as guards were heard shuffling down the hall.

"Sire. There is an intruder in the castle. It's not safe for you as you are the eldest child. Wear this and run from the castle. They are after you. Keep this red pendant and never take it off, okay?" She said as she shoved some clothes that a regular person would wear. It was a white hoodie and a grey jumper. The boy was startled and scared that he changed but kept his red scarf. He quickly got ready and went out of the door.

He was running furiously down the corridor until he came face to face with a child. He could tell that they weren't one of the staff as they had a smirking grin on their face with a knife in their hand.

Time stopped as the child lunged forwards and slashed at the boy. A red slash mark appeared on his chest as blood trickled down. His ability to stand was slimming as he collapsed to the ground.

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Time flew by after the massacre. The boy opened his eyes, thinking it was all a dream. Then he felt the agonising pain. 'How was he alive' was all that he thought. Then he realised that the child didn't recognise him as the prince.

Clambering to his feet, he clutched onto the red pendant as he staggered his way into a village, far away from where he would be safe.

All that he didn't know was that he was endangering the whole kingdom.