Prince Nathan Harstock was a kind soul, not a stuck up brat like some princes his age and definitely less selfish too. Always putting others before himself, he was the obvious choice for king. He would've became the monarch if it wasn't for him being younger than his brother, Prince Theodore.
There always seemed to be a golden light that shines around Theo. It was as if the boy was a saint and could never do anything wrong. How very different it really was. Theo always teased Nathan about his interest in flowers, how Nathan admired all the girls in their pretty ball gowns and dresses. Nathan would never wear them but he liked the look of them.
Oh how Nathan wished something would change. He wished to be free of his brother's petty teasing. He wished he could be in the forest just a bit longer. He wished he could change, become someone else, just for a day.
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Demon!
Fantasia"Demon!" "Devil!" "Monster!" Sometimes he'd start to believe it. All these things that he had been called were getting to him. He hated it. He hated them. He hated himself sometimes for making that mistake all those years ago. But, then again, if it...
