P.O.V.s*3

Prince Caius, the Former Second Prince of Kyria/Impersonated Ambassador Lockhart:

Crown Prince Jerald Alphamia von Kyria died in the battle of Buhan. And after that, I, the Second Prince of Kyria, the son of a concubine, Prince Caius von Kyria was crowned as the Crown Prince of this nation at my brother's funeral.

It was a very auspicious day where an unusual man entered my abandoned palace far into the countryside where the Empress wouldn't be bothered by my existence. He smiled at me sadly and patted my back and told me:

"Boy, you have a long way to go."

I stared at him stupidly as he said that. And of course, I had asked him: "What?" But that man smiled again and lead me into a majestic carriage. We were going to the capital. To my brother's, who I didn't even see the face of for seven years- funeral.

I meet the face of my father who I didn't see for six years. A man, who had the identical hair color and figure of mine- sat on his bestowed throne and granted me the title which I could never dream of.

"Crown Prince, and the Son of Kyria-" the Emperor told me.

The man who took me to the palace introduced himself by the name of: "Louis Lockhart- I'll be loyal to be in your side forever, your highness,"

And henceforth, my true life began.

Had it not for my brother's death that I was brought here? I still wonder the same. Am I guilty for taking another fated boy's title as the Crown Prince?

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