1 Leaving

War is everything it decides a country's fate it separates the cowards from the brave and valiant and the weak from the strong

I am an outcasted prince, I will never taste the power of the crown as I have never been to war, I have failed in all my physical testing and have mediocrely passed my magic exam I am not fit to be a warrior no matter how hard I try. My family has completely turned their back to me and I am now a mere shadow or even a leech feeding off of the title of prince bestowed upon me, my cousins make sure to ignore me whom I have very fond memories with throughout my childhood. All I have left is a magic teacher who thinks nothing of me, he tirelessly gives me textbooks and watches me go through them for a few hours he then leaves this is my average day and had been up until now... My door swung open as I was lost in thought it was my father with his rugged orange beard and long greasy red hair which held up the crown he refused to give up, his face worn down with various scars the one that stood out amongst the rest was a long deep vile green scar going across his left temple marking his right eye leave a long gruesome slit across his face. I quickly bowed down avoiding eye contact "Fat- my king to what brings you here you could have called for m-"I said emotionlessly whilst kneeling on the floor "Follow me" He turned and left my room I had a strange feeling I was very concerned I looked at my room for what I knew would be the last time I reluctantly followed as I followed him through the courtyard I had thoughts rushing through my mind "Would he kill me? or rather simply have me executed? I should find a way to kill him or to escape this inascapable situation my life has led to" he came to an abrupt stop in the middle of the courtyard and turned to me, the wind swept away his hair as he turned to face me i could see the flames emblazened on the crown his cape was trying to escape with the wind desperately "You are leaving this castle today I am sending you to a family, from then on you will be there son and go to school like a normal child if you cannot accept this then I will need to know" my face turned grim he wanted to disown me my face instantly showed an expression of anger I was going to tell him that I would never leave unless it was for the battlefield however I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stood up there was electricity in the air I could feel it, it was now fight or flight I heard a faint crackle and snap"I will go to my new family" I regretted these words I should have made my own father kill me and make him live with the fact but I was scared "Good" he grunted I could never tell what he was thinking or feeling so I accepted it "I have had your belongings packed and ready in a carriage already this is the last time you will see me The lightning had died down by now and the wind was calm and gentle again "Goodbye" and with theses simple words I turned and made my way to the castle gates I would never see this garden again or my cousins or that tutor it was almost like I was happy I could escape that contempt life and i could now have freedom to do what ui wanted speak to who i wanted i could do anything i could settle down have a family ad leave my legacy of the forgotten prince this... it is what i wanted...right?"Of course not you fool do you forgive them? all of them avoiding you like they saw a cockroach do not resign yourself with this imperfect plan in your mind" it jeered at me what was this voice, this menacing voice that could only speak the truth. when I was at the gates I turned and saw them all looking at me and acknowledging my existence for the first time in years my cousins, aunties and uncles who resided in the castle and in the middle my father, no he was no longer my father he is my hatred my pure essence of rage and anguish...My challenger