The child had no name.
From the moment he entered the world, he was unwanted, a sin that should have never been born.
His mother, a woman of faith, once served as a healer in the sacred halls of the Grand Solis Cathedral, where she dedicated her life to prayers, tending to the wounded, and offering comfort to the weary.
She was a kind soul, beloved by the people who came seeking solace.
But her fate was sealed the moment she caught the eye of a man who should have never set foot in such a holy place.
The King of Sinalta.
She was barely more than a girl when he took notice of her. At first, she thought it was a passing curiosity, something fleeting that would soon be forgotten.
But fate was cruel, and power was absolute. The king, ruthless in his desire, claimed what he wanted without hesitation.
She was taken from the sanctity of the church and forced into the cold, merciless palace, where she became nothing more than a hidden secret, a concubine in the shadows.
