Castle Secrets
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A prince he is who lives in the castle within the kingdom of Sirius, atop the very hill that watches over the whole kingdom. Recently, the queen, his mother, was found dead in the castle's garden during one fine afternoon. Nobody knew what had happened to her, or how she died. The prince felt miserable for the death of his dear mother, regretting everything he has ever done and blaming the death to himself for not looking after her. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he stared down at the casket of his now dead mother, face as stoic as ever to pay respects to her. The day the kingdom went quiet.
After the event, he visited the old library where mother used to spend all her time. Upon arriving in the enormous room, he began to look around in search for any of his dear mother's trinkets and such. Just an item to bring in warmth and comfort as if his mother was there with him. During his search, he came across a desk where a few stacks of books sat upon the table along with a few of the queen's items, eyes darting around the desk before it was fixated upon a red jewelled necklace that was on a diary it seems. Without any second thoughts, he picks up the diary and opens it. There he finds information he wasn't supposed to know.
He didn't know what he was in for.
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