Royne

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It was as if one unhappy childhood life had been formed from silly fictions and romantic stories.
Your father wasn't particularly rich and didn't have any special possessions, just enough. But his worst trait was infidelity and greed. Every time he played solitaire, he'd lose to a young man who always won without fail. To finally win it back, he began spending more and more money, not even leaving enough for food. You, like an obedient child, sat at home and did whatever you wanted, but then a BUT appeared. You've been homeless for a whole month, so your father took you along to play.
Already in the building, they fought for half an hour, and it turned out that your father lost again, but there was nothing left to pay with.
The young man, looking at the cards laid out, smiles and asks in a velvety voice
"I see you don't have enough money even to pay for a simple game. Then I'll offer you a deal," he said, looking slyly at you, holding your dad's hand.

• I'll take your child, you clearly don't need him.
  Tears welled up in my eyes, but my father held out his hand without mercy, handing you over to the stranger.
  Your father was driven away because there was nothing and no one left. Seeing your tears like dew, Roin sat you on his lap and slightly hugged you by the shoulder.
  — I may sound rude, but he simply doesn’t need you.
  Wiping away your tear with his finger, he smiled slightly at the corners
• I am now your guardian, my name is Royn, and what is your name, child?