A few hours later in the afternoon, Morales woke up to see his maidservant working in the nearby kitchen. He was already feeling hungry, so he didn’t go closer to disturb her cooking. This was one of his many disadvantages. Unlike most of the other royal children, he was no longer served food by the royal chefs. Bella prepared everything for him. As he silently walked around the large room, he imprinted the familiar sight into his head again. A bed, a table, a sofa, 3 chairs, and a big picture frame of himself, and his mother beside the wall clock. This was all that comprised his room. The history of his mother was just too inconsequential for him to pay much attention to. For him, the late woman was the mother of this body, but not his real mother. From his memories, he knew that she was among the least favored wives of the king. She died because of oppression from the other favored queens. “Little Morales, the food is ready”.
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