He then slowly stopped moving, with a twitch here and there. The king looked distressed about something as the man laid with his mouth open.
“Is he dead?” I asked.
“No, dear prince, he is not. He is just very ill right now and needs some rest. This man is Matoyac Kapranova, and he is a hero.”
My name is Prince Reyles and I to this day have never understood the reason of Kapranova’s survival. I have a strong motivation to correct what is wrong and my life depends on what is right. I may not be able to lift a strong sword but I am swift and have smarts to back up my lacking muscle. I intend to rid this world of battle, even if it is just in a small area.
My life is justice.