Am I having a stroke or is it just you?
King Baldwin, everyone had heard the name, “crown prince”, “next in line to the throne” “wind breaker” or “the god of warriors” but his reality was yet to be engraved in people’s minds. It hadn’t even been a day for “King Baldwin” when the mirror to his reality shattered. Once adorned with praises and gleeful admiration, he was now just a frame to be bewildered at, all because of one minor event.
He remembered it like yesterday, the day when he was woken up by others, bathed by others, brushed by others, fed by others and loved.. by others.
It was coronation day and as the sole heir to his nation, who else could succeed if not him? The Halo adorned with gold hadn’t even touched his head yet when the news was suddenly revealed “he is a leper! The future king has leprosy! Our nation is doomed! Pray to god, for we are destroyed, destroyed I tell you!” god he always hated that messenger.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, stricken from his role, his mother’s death, Father’s remarriage and his terrible, terrible life ahead.
He spent the rest of his years yearning for death only to find out he wasn’t a true leper, great, even leprosy didn’t want him. Only things affected were mobility and physical health and yet he was sent away to the battle grounds, a cathedral far away, hidden from every single entity known to man. could things get any worse? Yes, yes they could.