How do I end in this kind of situation? I know for sure that I didn’t do anything to deserve it. I can be proud of how I’ve always helped the people who need me or at least I’ve tried. If the guild needed my help with a monster subjugation or explored a new dungeon they knew that they could count with me, if the kingdom needed someone to resolve something with diplomacy there was none better than me and I’ve always liked to do charity work with the orphanages, so how I am deserving of any of the things that I’ve been put through the last year.

  That’s the only thing that I can think of when I’m rotting in my own blood with special handcuffs sealing my magic, the same handcuffs that I helped to developed, it doesn’t matter how high the level of the user is. With no special way to deal with powerful criminals I used to think what a better way to have everything under control with them that sealing what makes them stronger.

  The only downside of this kind of tool is how difficult it’s to create, with mythril been the principal material that’s form with, embed with high mana stones of every type of element and with runes that little people can manage to forge, all things considered I can tell just how important I’m to them and use one of the few pairs that we have in the kingdom.

  I can feel every wound in my body, those sadistic monsters, they didn’t gain anything whipping me with the sjambok, I know they are torturing me to please my sisters, just thinking of them makes my blood boil with anger and it takes me several minutes to come to my senses and I need to remind myself that anger isn’t going to lead me anywhere.

  I take a deep breath trying to calm myself and clear my mind, in all the time that I’ve been here I’ve tried every idea that has come to me in order to take me out of this hell, it doesn’t matter how little hope it represents I always try it, but sadly all my attempts have lead me in the same situation, me surrounded by the guards who are more than happy to teach me a lesson how what I did it’s meaningless.

  The noises of rats crawling besides me is the only thing I can hear and they’ve become comforting in this place, the little light that illuminates the corridor of the prison comes from some torches put in the walls, there’s nothing to see except the bars of my cell and others cells empty, the little people than I’m in here the better for them, I like to think that there are people searching for me, maybe some friends that I’ve made in the guild, being the outcast and paria of the family used to have his advantages, like have more freedom, even if I needed to use an alias for the missions so they couldn’t associate me with my real persona, who is part of the royal family, at least in the eyes of the subjects.

  I’ve been in this place for almost one year if by some miracle I’ve had not lose track of time. They have used all of the methods they could possibly think in order to break me but I wouldn’t give them the pleasure, my pride it’s the only thing that I have left in me, even if they have took my nails, some of my tooth, burn my skin and trying to drawn me, I’ve taken all and stand firm, they haven’t managed to break me, all the pain in my body is the reminder that I’m still alive, and where is live is hope, at least that is what I try to think.

  After being betrayed by my fiancé and my own family, I came to the realization that the only person you can trust is yourself, every person that have cross paths with me in this life and become interested in me was in order to obtain something from me, it could be money, power, knowledge or a way to get a connection with the royal family.

  My precious royal family, if that people can be named family, they would betray one another at the first chance, if you ever show any weakness they would explode it and take advantage of it. As a means to survive and live a happy life you need to trampled over others, that’s the first lesson I need to learn the hard way during my first years of life by the hands of my relatives, I always knew they never liked me in the first place, especially since I come from the disgrace of the affair between the king and a servant.

  The only sin of my mother was being the most beautiful woman in the continent, with skin like jade, emerald green eyes that could captivate any existence, when she used to laugh it could bring a smile to your face, even if you want to hate her, you couldn’t, she was just too good to be hated, a pure existence that has the misfortune to get the attention of someone that she shouldn’t.

  I always wished that she took me away and we leave everything behind, it matter little to me what we would lose if we decide to start a new life, a family who hates us, power struggle that never suit my mother and the king who never had the time to be with us or be concern with the rest of his wives and what they did to us, but every time I bring the topic to my mother she always refused.

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  Lost in my thoughts I start remembering how was it that they managed to put me in this situation, anyone would believe that me being over level 100 and a magus in the seventh circle of magic, proficient in space magic, one of the hardest types of magic you can come across and learning it isn’t something achievable by just anyone, you need to have the talent that most can only envy.

  “Ha…” I left an empty laugh at the ridiculous situation, it was clear all of this was the product of my family, even if I was the 13th child of the king, I have no power in the politic and social world, my mother used to be a servant of the family for a few years but after the king fell in love with her at first sight they got married and while she was alive she was the favorite of the king, when she passed away I was only ten years old and my life change for the worst, not only for losing the most important person in my life but for the way everybody started behaving different after that day, even if I ended up with a scar or a broken bone the fault always was mine. I used to believe that I would never be happy again but then I discover my talent for magic, which made everybody jealous of me, one in a million kind of genius according to my teacher.

  Suddenly I start hearing footsteps, I was able to differentiate the sound of some guards and a pair of heels, there was only one person who would come down here with that kind of footwear, Stephanie Valden the 12th princess, the only person besides the guards that I have seen in the past year, she comes once in a while to check on me, she takes pleasure to have my life under her control.

  “Well, what do we have here?” I hear the annoying voice of Stephanie through the corridor getting closer with every step.

  “Seriously Stephanie someone could believe that you can come up with something more creative.” I say it in an effort to conceal the weak state I’m currently in, tasting blood in my mouth remembers me that I haven’t recovered from my last session with the guards.

  “Shut up wretch!” Stephanie start yelling proving once again how easy it’s for me to provoke her.

  “Even your insults lack originality, maybe that’s why the magic school expel you.” I start confronting her and bringing a little joy in this hell, it doesn’t matter either if I acted humble or arrogant in front of her, my destiny it’s always the same.

  “Agh!” Stephanie starts charging towards my cell with the intention to inflict some kind of damage but her personal maid stop her and give some clarity to her.

  “Don’t let her get to you Miss Valden.“ I hear her maid Audry say with composure.

  “Ha! And tell me, what have brought you to graduate with high honors from there?” She delivers an awful truth. Even if the academic world respect me for my performance and all my contributions in magic theory they would never help me if it means stand against the king, my friends from the guild don’t know my real identity and family members despise me.

  “…” For once I can’t talk back to her and that puts a smile in Stephanie’s face. I just stare at her and start inspecting her, she’s dressed with a beautiful red dress that matches the color of her hair and accentuates her figure, and any person in this kingdom would say that she’s breathtaking but those that we know her can see how she is in reality.

  “I see that you have nothing to say now, you should take the opportunity and talk all you want, you can even scream if you want, after all maybe it’s your last chance.” Stephanie says it with a smile on her face mocking at me.

  “What do you mean?” I ask confused, this isn’t the first time she has come here to make fun of me, but she usually makes some stupid jokes and maybe ask one of her guards to kick me or punch me until I lose conscience, but I can feel something different for the way that she’s looking at me.

  “What else? Today is your special day, we have a special girt prepared for you, it took us a lot of time getting everything ready, and we are ending your suffering finally.” She said it and I can distinguish her mockery in every word.

  “So you finally decided to take action, I wonder what will happen when the people find out what do you did to me down here?” I can feel how the resignation takes over my body and I only think that finally I can find peace, even if it means in the afterlife. Every time that I tried taking my life they have cured me with the help of holy magic.

  “You give people too much credit, they are going to believe what we want them to believe.” She sounds pretty full of herself with the knowledge that the royal family can do whatever they want in this kingdom. “Prepare her and don’t forget to knock her out, she likes to bite.” She gives her order before turning around and leaving with her personal maid and her guards.

  Hearing her orders the guards open my cell and come inside with weapons in their hands which it’s funny because if I had access to my magic it would only take me a moment to kill them all, neither of the guards are proficient in magic or are swordsmen, they are simple men with little practice, but in my current state the only thing that I can do is try and take one out before they jump on me, so that’s what I do, the moment they come inside I charge at them and try that my handcuffs don't get in my way, I manage to connect one punch and a kick with two of the guards when they grab me and start hitting me until their laughs is the only thing I can hear before I lose consciousness.