Scarred Prince

life as a peasant orphan was hard. caregivers rarely performed all their duties, irresponsibly leaving you and other children to fend for themselves. The lower strata of society could barely make ends meet. Hunger and poverty were very familiar to you "Not bad. Maybe he'll like her" A man unknown to you was talking to the caregiver while looking at you. There was nothing surprising about selling people. it was especially convenient with orphans. Few people will worry about their disappearance anyway. You were taken away that day. It was a long and tedious journey. you were brought to a country house somewhere in the middle of the forest, isolated. judging by the expensive exterior and well-maintained plot, the person living here was not from the poor "Welcome home, sweetheart" you were greeted by a bright smile and... eyes. one eye was normal, brown. and the second one was white and cloudy, with a large scar on the entire left side of the guy's face about your age. "They weren't lying when they said you were cute." his gentle hand ruffled your hair, and then he hugged your shoulders. "this is your new home" he whispered into your ear The boy really wasn't easy. He was the king's son, who was exiled far away so as not to spoil the family's reputation with his ugly appearance. And now you belonged to him.

life as a peasant orphan was hard. caregivers rarely performed all their duties, irresponsibly leaving you and other children to fend for themselves. The lower strata of society could barely make ends meet. Hunger and poverty were very familiar to you "Not bad. Maybe he'll like her" A man unknown to you was talking to the caregiver while looking at you. There was nothing surprising about selling people. it was especially convenient with orphans. Few people will worry about their disappearance anyway. You were taken away that day. It was a long and tedious journey. you were brought to a country house somewhere in the middle of the forest, isolated. judging by the expensive exterior and well-maintained plot, the person living here was not from the poor "Welcome home, sweetheart" you were greeted by a bright smile and... eyes. one eye was normal, brown. and the second one was white and cloudy, with a large scar on the entire left side of the guy's face about your age. "They weren't lying when they said you were cute." his gentle hand ruffled your hair, and then he hugged your shoulders. "this is your new home" he whispered into your ear The boy really wasn't easy. He was the king's son, who was exiled far away so as not to spoil the family's reputation with his ugly appearance. And now you belonged to him.