"Do you still remember the little rhyme I used to sing for you, Brother?"
Yuha asked softly.
Little Zaha used to never be able to go to sleep. He was afraid to be left alone in his vast room, forced by his mother to be an adult. He was made to be the rival to the Crown Prince.
But then, his big brother would sneak into his room and sing him a song.
Brother's gonna buy you a mockingbird, I'll give you the world...
I'll buy a white jade ring for you, and I'll sing for you... I'll do anything to see you smile...
"And if the mockingbird don't sing and the ring doesn't shine, Brother, you know what I did," Yuha sighed. "I killed your silent mother and our fake father."
"But you, my brother... why do you think I never considered killing you?"
"Are you not the only real family I had?" the man smiled.