who am I

Rayvin a young and handsome man with wealth at his fingertips, engaged in a conversation with his loyal butler, " John get the carriage ready we would be going to dystopia tomorrow" "are you sure about this your highness" John asks looking worried "just do as I say " Rayvin replies with a cold look in his eyes showing off no emotions "okay my prince " John say and leaves to go carry out the princes orders , now alone Rayvin takes a deep breath and his mind floats to his last visit to the the kingdom there had been a heated argument between him and his brother he knew that him going back now would only mean more trouble his brother Yarime wanted nothing but for Rayvin to give up the throne but his brother was the least of his problems now he really needed to see his mother because he had a lot questions lately he has been noticing weird changes in his body sometimes it feels as if he can hear the entire village chattering, He can now move swiftly and feels his nails tearing out of his fingers and when he looks in the mirror his eyes turns a fierce red

he is really getting tired and confused. He lets out a sigh, Arthur his personal guard and best friend approaches "Your highness the carriage is ready" Rayvin gets up "Okay then let's start going" he says with the same indifferent look on his face "Come on Rayvin would it hurt to smile a bit you are on your way home" Arthur blurts out , Rayvin glares at him but doesn't make a comment . The journey home was uneventful even though the path was known to be run by bandits only a few would mess with Rayvin's carriage he had a reputation as the red prince of Dystopia because he never lost a war and was known to bath in the blood of his enemies.

"Your Majesty prince Rayvin has arrived" a guard came to inform the king . King Stewart was a well known King all over the Continent he had conquered many kingdoms surrounding Dystopia and was known to show no mercy but now he had problems within his own family his heir Rayvin was born to him from his younger wife Maria whom he loved so much but the Queen Annabelle insists that her son should be the heir even though he was younger she claims that as queen her son deserves the throne all this was bothering King Stewart.

"Send a message to him I would like to see him " "Yes your Majesty", the guard leaves to go inform the prince that the king wanted to see him