chapter 25 Your denied your birthright
In a dimly lit chamber within the palace, the first prince and the first princess found themselves in the midst of a hushed conversation. The weight of the words they had overheard from a passing servant hung heavy in the air.
The first prince's expression was a mix of resolve and contemplation. "Did you hear what the servant said?" he asked, his voice low yet tinged with a hint of frustration.
The first princess nodded, her eyes fixed on her brother. "Yes. you deny your birthright… it's a decision that could alter the course of our kingdom's history."
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's not a decision I made lightly. I've witnessed the threat that looms over our land—the beast that has haunted our people for generations. I want to protect our kingdom, to be a guardian rather than a ruler burdened with power."
She studied him, her gaze filled with a mixture of concern and understanding. "But as the firstborn, it's your duty to lead."
He met her eyes, his gaze unwavering. "I understand my duty, sis. But there are different ways to fulfill it. If I can rally our people, lead them in the fight against the beast, and ensure the safety of our land, isn't that a path worth considering?"
The first princess leaned against the window sill, her fingers tracing the intricate patterns etched into the stone. "You've always been headstrong, always seeking a different angle."
A wistful smile touched his lips. "Perhaps it's our blood, the same blood that courses through our veins. Our ancestors were warriors who fought valiantly against the odds."
"But they were also leaders, guiding our people through trials," she countered gently.
He turned to face her fully, his gaze locking onto hers. "And isn't that what I'm doing? Taking a path that's less traveled, yet equally important? By protecting our land, I'm leading in my own way."
A silence settled between them, the first prince know no one knew about this except the third prince doing. the weight of their words hanging heavily in the air. The first princess finally nodded, a mixture of pride and concern in her eyes. "Very well, brother. If this is the path you've chosen, then I'll stand by you. But remember, even protectors need allies."
He offered her a grateful smile, his tension easing. "Thank you, sister. I know the challenges that lie ahead, and I won't tread this path alone."
As the moonlight filtered through the window, casting a gentle glow on their faces, the siblings shared a moment of understanding. Their bond, forged through blood and shared purpose, would guide them as they faced the trials of protecting their kingdom against the ancient beast that had haunted their land for millennia.
After the prince and princess concluded their discussion, a servant entered the dimly lit chamber to remind them of the upcoming feast, which the third prince had called for.