Sometimes I this life is so unfair with some people, I am saying this line because my life was good my father was a Raajpoot and my mother was South Indian they got married by political alliance soon my mother gave birth to two sons and after some time I also got borned my life was good until I turned 7, A woman came into our life and she became my father's second wife.

My mother accepted her happily but she was always jealous of my mother's position as empress, soon she gave birth to a girl and a boy. she wanted my father on her side so she started manipulating my father and my mother father became a little distant with my mother. That step-mother of mine was not less soon her daughter manipulated my father and my 1st brother they both became cold towards me, she tried to manipulate my second brother but atleast he had some brain in his head that he didn't got manipulated. My father and my brother started accusing me and my mother for every single thing

But my mother was not any weak woman so she started me in sword fighting and in medicines she also knew a lot of languages so she taught me how to write and read it. like she taught me Tamil, telgu, French and English.

when I turned 17 my father decided my marriage with a very cold and cruel man Ivan De Leon because of sone political alliance. So I have to agree to it. He was so busy that he didn't even came for the marriage he send his sword for it.

bye my lovely readers

Ok bhai ji (brother)

Bhai ji will you leave me like Bhaiya and Father

okay Bhai ji

*panting heavily*

Y-yes bh-bhai ji I am trying