Chapter 03.1 - My Purpose In Life?-01

Before I could even say anything, the voice inside my throat stopped and failed to come out.

All of the sudden, a bright light close to the shining sun I despised so much, blocked my field of view.

I reached out my hands to the shining sun, before I moved my hands to defend my eyes from its bright figure.

"You bit okay now?"

Oh, how can you say that to me!?

Who's in their right head would ask someone hiding his eyes away from the blinding light, a question so obvious like that!

I mean, is that person really dumb, to not get such an obvious answer right in front of my face.

"Groan…."

I swallowed down all the cursing thoughts brewing up inside my head before I could even spout it out.

It seemed like the said person took off the blindfold wrapped around my eyes, since it was sliding down now off from my cheeks.

I should be grateful of that fact, and yet. Why my teeth was grinding each others as if they were fighting an intense battle!

Was it because I haven't brushed my teeth ever since I was forced to come with them in the carriage!!

Or was it because the said person took off the blindfold in the worst timing ever?!

Even I, no longer understand myself anymore.

After a few minutes, my field of view recovered a little bit, before becoming full. Now it has returned to its previous glory. My eyes moistened, as pool of tears began gathering in the corners of my eyes. What a strange life this was.

"You okay now?"

The rather worried voice stabbed into my ears. I- I kinda missed my mother because of it. Usually, it was my mother who mutters out those in front of me while glaring obviously, but now, strangely, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, the said person used it in a worried tone.

I shifted my head over where I heard the voice coming from, and soon, my brows arched up with my jaws almost falling off from my mouth.

It's been years since I last saw a woman. I mean, a real one, not an imaginary ones I've read in books.

And, right now….

…..There was a woman in front of me.

Her beauty transcends my mother's, but even so, I still love my mother better than her. The hell, why am I even thinking of loving her in the first place.

Dark silky hair as shiny, as a gold. Her hair was almost reaching her knees, that I almost thought she was one of those characters from the books I've read before from the ones my father buried.

The content of the books didn't have images embedded on it. Rather, the ones I've imagined from reading. Kinda feel nostalgic.

Not only that! Her lips were so red, that I almost thought it was an apple fallen off from a tree, quite beautifully. I might have swore that I'll only love my other, but her figures quite seduced me rather greatly.

Was it a man's instinct?

I was almost weird out of it, to the point of throwing up a tantrum.

Her skin was so white, that I suddenly recalled something from the memory of mine when I was still a young child. There was a time when I was eating with my family, in front the table, while our ass, rested upon the chairs.

My face was facing my mother's, and before I knew it, I've fallen into deep thought. Because of that, I subconsciously leaned my arms stretched out under the table where we were eating. And, accidentally, my hand struck the milk, causing it to fell of the ground, and spilling -while flowing like a river.

That whiteness I could vividly remember from my dreams, now resembled her skin. Along with her brows arched up as if she was irritated or something, her beauty could even be compared to the one my mother had.

With the dark aura floating around her as if she was a mischievous person, I never really come into a thought that she's probably a bad person. I mean, just look at those face!!

Even if she massacred a whole town, I bet she'll be freed within a day of being locked for sure just from her godly beauty alone!!

"Keke…"

Still, her beauty wasn't enough to beat my mother.

Because, my mother was the only person I could proudly say, the most prettiest in the world.

Well, her beauty has some weird charm on it, but still, she can't beat my mother for sure!

While I was in deep thought, the footsteps running in hurried echoed from behind.

When I gazed my eyes over, I shivered for a second before trembling like a cat in front of a lion.

There were tons of knights painted out a royal emblem in the center of their armors.

Even I, know these person are.

The royal knights. A knights who serves only the members of the royal family. I've read the detailed descriptions of them from the books, and trembled in coldness.

From what I've read, anyone who they didn't like, nor had a bad side of one from the royal families. They would secretly assassinate it, and offer it's head to the ones they're serving for.

Out of all, they don't serve anyone, but only through, the main bloodline of royal families alone.

Which means, the woman I've talked to earlier, was from of the main bloodline of royal families right?

From the main bloodline, for real!!

I'm trully screwed then.

My shoulder dropped low, before my knees fell into the ground.

Oh, how splendid it was. It fell with a thud, and I could feel the pain coming from my side.

Won't I, get imprison now?

I mean, I spoke rudely to the direct bloodline of the royal families, so surely, I would have my head severed from my body, right?

Hell, I even thought that it was just a person who served the Queen, but to think, it's from one of her bloodline..

"Groan…."

I'll be heading there now, the royal palace jail….

….At least, I get to live in the royal palace jail and die there. Something that other's would never get to experience, so why!! Why the edge of my eyes were moistening, and my emotions were clouding in misery!!!!

Just why!!!!!!

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