It was the field area with horse riding and many other ground games for the royalties to play and have fun, I was here before but that was when we were learning horse riding.My uncle, Sebby's father is known for his expertise in horse riding, so I was sent here to learn horse riding from my uncle, it was another punishment that my old man gave me when I broke his favourite antique flower vase. It sounds silly but it was my life back in my palace, I often lose my temper and make a fuss and my old man loves sending me to a new hell every time as a punishment, but I actually loved that, instead of living as a tender Prince, I love to be a rough and strong warrior.I was forced to spend my six months here, my uncle was so strict when it comes to teaching, and was a little jealous of me being a good learner, Sebby was dumb in the case of learning, it took him four months to master horse riding whereas I was ready to compete with my uncle in just a month after I arrived, so he started forc

Alan pov...We went in, as the keys to that cottage were still with me, but I forgot one thing Sebastian had made that place some kind of dump yard, with his drunken bottles everywhere, "What the hell...!! Louis, whose place is this? Did you bring me to some drunkard's place?" Amber sniffed in irritation, "A... hmm... it's a friend's place... let's make it done for now...!" I explained with a smile taking her to the room inside, Sebastian never goes to that room, it's a bedroom so it was a little clean because he never slept there. "It's better...!" she accepted and sat on the bed, now that we got settled there I started the conversation, "Let's continue where we stopped...!" She widened her eyes and moved back blushing so much, "Hmm...?" her cuteness make me do what I don't want to do, but this time I have something else I wanted to know, I was really curious about the curse she was talking about, ignoring her blushing and cuteness, so I continued,"So.... what curse were you t

Third-person pov.The moment Jameson got out of that humiliation, his blood boiled with anger. He had to clean the shoe of a mere slave wouldn't it be better to die than be humiliated that way, he forced himself out of that place as soon as possible, clenching his fist and tightening his muscles, what else can he do before those big shots?But he made up his mind to take his revenge on them, he immediately called his brother Prince Jackson, who was his military in charge, "Prepare the troupes...!" he commanded jolting Jackson, "But...! brother why...? Are we going to attack somewhere?" he panicked on hearing his brother's rough voice. Jameson had been delaying the war with Handon for quite a long time because at first, he was sure that when he marries Amber, Hamdon will be under his foot as Charles was so weak to offend him, but the game went wrong as Alan entered their lives, he married Amber instead of Jameson, After that failure Jameson had to invest a lot to plot a scheme for

Alan's pov..."Whatever happened, it was my fault, it has nothing to do with those innocent people" I defended them and myself, and he looked at me with his eyebrows raised, I don't know if my explanation helped me or if I made it even worse by offending him, "Oh... you care about them so much...! huh?" his expression changed so much that it shifted from a king and domineering mode to a grandpa and challenging mode, Here it comes again, another punishment or a condition that will be more insane than before, I stood up, as that domineering king mode of my old man had come to an end. He began to keep his demands,"Ok... if you care for them so much, I will not clean that, but...!!" he stopped but there was no expression on my face, I know he is good at guessing my mood, the more I panic the more harsh that task will be, "But you have to do something...!" he continued with a cruel smirk on his face, "Let's make a deal...!" Deal...! Do I have any other options?This or that either

Sobbing and wailing in pain and helplessness, Is that the only thing we people can do? Are we going to wait here for those so-called ghost men to come over and take us to death, "Is it common here?" they all know about these, it can only be possible if it is a common thing to be dragged by them, "uhh... ahh...!" one of them started the conversation, "It had been going on since the war is over, we were in a hell life all these years, we hardly have food to eat, my brothers were captured by them a few years back, and now it...my turn to die.... to save my brother's son, " he sobbed and then that man started coughing vigorously, as a result, he vomited blood, "That man is dying....!!" everyone around them panicked, I patted his back, his stomach was bleeding so much, "You are injured...!where did you get that?" I asked as he was bleeding so much because of the cough attack he just had, I went to the door and shouted, "open the door someone is dying here...!" I yelled but there w