I Accept Your Insults
I Accept Your Insults | 1
I Accept Your Insults | 1
A 10-year-old girl was receiving punishment from her father without complaining in the slightest even though she had done nothing wrong.
He bit his lips, both his hands clenched in pain from the rattan punch given to his calf. This is not the first time he has been punished without making a mistake.
He was used to the pain. No tears fell. Because, tears will only make her look weak and will not reduce her pain.
Nor did he beg for forgiveness for not getting punished, he remained silent. For what it begs but no one listens, it is of course free and will exhaust its voice.
He was first punished when he was 5 years old. At that time he and his sister who was only one year old were playing in the park.
The King, their father approached and somehow his brother suddenly cried incessantly. His father and mother blamed him for daring to hurt his little sister.
He was telling the truth, but it was the same. No one heard him. After the first there must be the second, the third, and so on.
He also wondered why his parents distinguished him and his brothers? The crown prince's brother who was so wise looked at him in disgust.
The mother concubines did not even want to touch her who was the daughter of the King and Queen of the kingdom.
Until he was 8 years old. She knew the harsh reality, that she was the daughter of a court physician who accidentally crawled into the King's bed, giving birth to her.
He who has grown up is quite understanding with those words. His mother was killed*h after giving birth to him, and he was in the palace like a leech that disturbed the life of the palace.
No, he did not blame his mother for the bitter destiny he had received from birth. In fact, he hated his father. Can't the man be fair as a King and Dad?
Since knowing that, his hatred towards people who always demean him is increasingly entrenched, especially the King and Queen.
He will surely avenge everything.
Twenty blows he has received. Her feet were wet by dar*h.
I'll take it all in, see I'm not as weak as you think. The girl tried to stand up, but she was not so strong.
He almost lost his footing, if only the compassionate servant did not catch him immediately then he would have fallen.
Not wanting to accept the help of others, he let go of the hand of the maid. He began to step limped with a face with pain. Although he was only 10 years old, he did not think of asking for help from others.
"Sir Aalis, what's wrong with you?"
The anxious voice came from Princess Allea, the first daughter of the King and Queen. He walked over to his brother with a very sad face.
Yes, that little girl is Aalis, ignoring Allea's worries. He continued walking without caring about Allea who approached him.
He knew the princess was two-faced. Maybe for people who do not know him he is a person who is so considerate of his brother, but in the eyes of Aalis. Allea is as bad as the Queen.
"Servant! Help my brother walk, why do you just shut up!"
Angrily, Allea scolded her brother's loyal servant. He acts like someone who is so worried.
"Sorry, Princess Allea. However, Princess Aalis did not let the servant help her"
Ignoring the word of the servant. Allea grabbed her brother's arm, intending to help him walk.
Aalis brushed off Allea's arm until the boy fell.
"Daughter!"
The loyal servants of Allea helped their master stand up. Those who are with Allea, hate Aalis. In fact, they dared to stare at Aalis.
"Go, Allea. I don't want to be disturbed"
Returning to drag his feet, he left the crowd and followed by one loyal servant.
After Aalis got away. Allea, look at Aalis. His hands clenched, his teeth chattering and his reddened face held in anger. Even his neck was visible.
He was so disgusted*k with Aalis who rejected his help outright. His desire to get rid of Aalis is getting stronger, but he's going slowly. Because, Aalis is his puppet.
Eight years passed, Princess Aalis had grown into a woman who had strength in her hands. Her difficult life since childhood has been through.
The pain she had received had forged her into an extraordinary woman who was almost displeased by the entire palace officials.
Princess Aalis Callie Menzel is better known than any other Princess and Prince. He was the deputy general of the war, the most feared. Even though she was a woman, she could still raise her sword to fight.
Although only a representative, he was more respected than the general himself. Not only that, Aalis also has very delicate facial features.
His irises were blue like a calm yet drowning ocean. It has a small pointed nose, as well as tiny thin pink lips.
Aalis's whole face was perfect. Perhaps this woman could be crowned as the most beautiful woman in the entire continent.
However, even though he had great strength. He has not been able to carry out the rebellion he had planned for a long time. Slow down, Aalis would rather enjoy it.
It has been a month since Aalis went to war. The King, already took his military token, I don't know what he had in mind. Perhaps, he was afraid that Aalis might rebel.
"Your Majesty, the King's loyal bodyguards say you're invited to a dinner"
"Say, I'll come"
"Okay, Your Majesty"
The servant resigned after getting an answer from the employer. Yes, only that woman was truly sincere to Aalis.
His loyal servant, who was only two years older than him. He was bought from the slave trade to help Aalis' needs.
Aalis again sipped tea in her little cup. Green tea is still warm, so soothing and bitter taste that Aalis likes. Just like his bitter life.
He put the cup back on the table. Her beautiful index finger swiveled on the lips of the cup. Her thin lips carved a beautiful smile.
The king invited her to a dinner? What a ridiculous thing. What else do they want to do? Trying to kill*h with poison?
That originally beautiful smile turned horrible. Maybe if there was a waiter with him, they would have already shivered in fear.
Let's see, what are they going to do?!
