Chapter 22

Perspiration dripped down the glowing forehead flustered from heat and warming sun, magnificently exquisite irises painted azure were wide open as the young lord of Prince’s manor rested in the alleyway half hiding his face with the help of his beautifully carved fingers.

The only son of sadistic Prince Ragel felt so much hatred yet on the contrary to the emotion that he felt surging in his heart, the look on the face was of cold indifference.

His mother was on the deathbed while his birth giver that he referred to as father, Prince Ragel captured young females to sate his lust. There was not a drop of clean water in the side of the manor that was granted to his mother- Diereze and a meal of two stale breads was given to her. A person whose health was significantly deteriorating, this type of treatment proved to be worse than poison itself.

Looking at his own self that could only hide his food to feed his mother or sometimes steal like beggars swallowing his pride…