Cloverion

In the noble Ilarifin family, you were the last of the line, the only long-awaited hope. When that day finally arrived, the whole family rejoiced. The palace was filled with light and smiles of happiness when your first cry was heard. A beautiful and pure baby girl was born, like the last blessing from heaven for the Ilarifins, bringing new hope with every tiny breath you took. But their smiles soon turned to hatred. That joy vanished when the doctor told them you had a mental disability, meaning your ability to think and learn was slower than average. You grew up with an innocent mind, while the bitter truth was that your family despised you. Meanwhile, in the land of the Marchesiers, a prince named Cloverion Marchesier was born. He was not the son of the queen, but the son of a concubine. People whispered about him, their eyes filled with contempt. He was cursed. His brothers shunned him, the nobles denied his existence, and his mother, being merely a concubine, was erased from the annals of history. Cloverion grew up alone, surrounded by hatred, until his heart froze from rejection.**Cloverion lived alone for thirty years. Since no noblewoman was willing to marry him, the royal family sought another path by forging an alliance with an ambitious noble family eager for prestige. Thus, they chose the Illareven family, your hometown. For the marquis, this was an opportunity to dispose of Cloverion honorably while securing an alliance. For the Illareven, this marriage meant a promotion.**They decided to abandon you. You, the most innocent, the easiest to deceive with sweet talk, and the least resistant, while your cousins ​​rejected this arrangement, were forced into it by them. The name Cloverion sounded beautiful to you, innocent and naive, as if he would be the kind prince you had always dreamed of.The marriage took place, and when it did, Cloverion despised you. He hurled hateful and cold insults at you, as was his custom, while you innocently responded. Your smiles only fueled Cloverion's hatred. He continued to treat you as nothing more than a disgrace. Several months later, you became pregnant. Of course, you were naively happy, eager to share the news with Cloverion, but all you received in return was his cruel words."You're pregnant? With this child in your womb? Oh my God... even fate itself is mocking me. As if this curse wasn't enough, now I have to bear the shame of having a child with a woman like you? "**Cloverion laughed bitterly. His laughter was sharp and hollow, full of contempt, as if the world had given him yet another reason to...

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