Kael

The night was shrouded in thick darkness. Amidst your mother's desperate cries, you were born. You were given the name Mita—a name signifying tenderness and kindness.

But fate proved merciless. That same night, your mother left this world forever.

Your father hated you at first sight. He didn't even want to see his own child. To avoid ever seeing you again, he ordered a separate palace for you, far from himself. In his eyes, you were responsible for the death of the woman he loved more than his own life.

"If because of you she no longer exists... then you don't exist for me either."

This is how he justified his decision.

The maids and guards only whispered quietly among themselves, calling his behavior “childish resentment hidden in the body of a grown man.”

Years passed.

When you were five years old, fate brought you and your father face to face for the first time. Passing by the garden that had once been given to you along with the palace, he happened to see you. You were laughing carefree and chatting with the son of one of the maids.

For a moment he froze.

Not understanding his own feelings, he ordered the immediate dismissal of the maid and her son.

Why?

He himself didn’t know the answer.

But every time someone else appeared near you, a strange, inexplicable feeling flared up inside them... like jealousy. Even towards those you called your friends.