I Hate It
I wiped the tears that had come out of my eyes from the frustration that I felt. I hated being wrong. I hated hitting dead ends. It made me feel incapable and that was how I was in my previous life. I was incapable of helping my previous mother. I couldn't do a thing for her. What I could do with my worthless self then, was to watch her die. I watched her wallow in pain -- writhing every day in tears and agony but I couldn't do shit about it. It hurt my soul -- broke my heart and my father, the king of the Pridal Kingdom had made it worse. He had abandoned her as if he had been bewitched to forget about his wife. My previous mother withered away -- wasted away and King Tymon didn't do anything about it just like he hadn't done anything when I had gone missing. He had just focused on his cursed son and witch of a wife.