My Worst Fate

This novel is just a work of fiction, neither the places, events and characters exist in the real world. 

Please take note that everything you will read is all purely results of the writer's imagination. 

Please take in consideration my typographical errors and grammatical errors, I am only a hooman. Not saint nor perfect. I will keep in my mind every critiques you'll comment and every advices you'll give me. 

I hope to open your eyes in the world I see. 

Please enjoy the ride we'll take.

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                "She who bears the silver hair and red eyes will end these pitiful wars,

                   She who is my blessed child, who can foresee the fate of this land,

                       My child who I blessed with my powers to protect this land,

                   She will be born with a noble blood, divine power, and blessed soul,

   The land she'll march will recognize her, even the flowers will wither away at the sight of her,

                         Those who oppose her faces awful ends and pitiful fates,

                She who brings an end to these wars will cleanse everything with blood,

                                  Her name shall be Augustine Clementina"

The voice of the God, Dhaer, was heard throughtout the empire of Laer. From the Emperor to the servants and poors, he's voiced echoed. Everyone was in a panic, this was the first that their God sent a prophecy through the whole empire.

A girl was boren in the house of Esquello, with all the description the God Dhaer said was withing her. The house was in a panic, the duke was mourning for the death of the duchess, every servant was swarming the the duchess' room. 

"No words will be out! No news of this child will be heard outside! Only spread a news that the duchess died with her child!" the duke shouted at the servants who have seen the child, even the ones who accompanied the duchess to her labor.

"I will protect you my child as this world will only use you as their pawn" the duke murmured at the child as he holds her. 

"Protect this child, you heard the prophecy. My love, I don't want this child to be used as a toy by the imperial court. Hide her if you must for me" 

Words of the late duchess echoed at the duke's head. Only mourning and in grave pain, he hugged their child and left the empire. Only to return alone.