Aphmau and the Ultima (Remake)

~Prologe~

2 years ago, there was a, fifteen year old, prince. He was going to be king soon. While a party for the soon to be king was going on, there was a visitor outside the main doors. One that the prince wasn't expecting and one that changed his life forever. The guards let the old, wrinkled woman in. The prince came face to face with woman.
"Hello young sir, as you can see it's cold and I have no where to stay. Do you mind giving up a room for the night for this red rose?"
He takes the rose from her hand, "I'm sorry I have no more rooms, especially a room for a extra at the moment."
"Please I promise you I won't be much trouble I'll be in and out."
"Miss I told you already I do not have anymore room. I think you should go your going to ruin the party." She turns around to leave but instead there was a bright light shining over everyone, when he looked he saw a beautiful woman in white, flowy dress, "Oh miss please come in." He begged.
"I see how it is, a old lady isn't good enough for you? Well don't judge a book by its cover dear prince. As a punishment for your selfishness, you have a curse. Not any old curse may I add. It's a curse that causes you to not look a single person in the eye. Every person you stare with your untamed eyes will be put in deep pain, and if a survivor will become a werewolf." She paused for a moment, "And if you want the curse to be lifted you must find true love by the time the last petal of the red rose falls." Then she disappeared, cursing everyone in the castle. He was confused, confused on what just happened. He quickly ran up stairs and looked in his gold rimmed mirror. His eyes a deep red. He threw the mirror to the ground and grabbed his red bandanna. He tied his bandanna around his eyes. This was the last time anyone has ever heard of Aaron Lycan. Rumor has it, that he locked himself in his palace to be alone forever. No one could go in and no one ever came out.

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Twelve year old, Aphmau's eyes were huge with interest as the other children hide under their blankets.
"Momma?"
"Yes hjia?"
"Did he ever find true love?"
"Nobody knows."