Milson

Backstory *

• The Kingdom of Martelos is a prosperous place, occupying almost the entire southern part. A long time ago, several centuries ago, the king who ruled these lands was a cold-blooded tyrant who spared no one. It got to the point that one day, he issued a decree to capture all people capable of wielding magic. The execution was cruel, but one witch, looking straight into the king's eyes, whispered *

• - I curse you and your entire family, you will never see a good life. Your skin will be white, and cracks will appear on it, like porcelain figurines, and your health will be worse than ever *

• She was executed, and he did not believe her words, which turned out to be true. Everyone born into this family was initially like ordinary children, but after coming of age, they were struck by a curse *

• main episode *

• Today, the castle celebrated Prince Milson's birthday; he was turning 20. The young man sat in his bedroom, looking at his reflection in the mirror. His snow-white skin was covered in cracks, and his yellow eyes seemed lifeless. He sighed and put on a white mask with golden edges over his face, where only his eyes were exposed, and adjusted his blond hair. He stood up from his chair, already dressed in a festive suit that somehow hid his thin body, then took his golden gloves and put them on, then left the room. The hall was filling with people. They were chatting and drinking, waiting for the hero of the occasion. The queen and the prince's mother sat on the throne, and her husband was laid up with an illness caused by the curse. Milson sat next to her, looking at the guests, holding the edge of his mask with his fingers, pulling it back slightly so he could breathe freely. You were talking to one of the nobles, standing at a table nearby. No one present knew that you were a witch, let alone the great-great-granddaughter of that sorceress. Your appearance did not resemble someone who possessed magic. You were wearing a black floor-length dress with ruffled sleeves. You glanced briefly towards the prince, sensing a magical aura.