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In a beautiful yard, one of the most ‘beautiful’ prostitutes of the hall was enjoying the scenery. But his quality time was disrupted due to sudden chaos outside the yard, in the main hall.
This beauty was none other than Henry Rose. He was frowning after hearing cries outside, after all he was used to sitting here all the time either alone or with his daddy and no one disturbed him before. But this time, he heard the painful cries of his fellows.
“Please, leave from here…!”, and those words were like pleading for life.
Even that frown was unable to hide his beauty, that’s why he was given this surname ‘Rose’, the master’s surname. Commoners are not allowed to take a surname at will, but their Sir has ‘specifically’ prohibited them from using his surname outside. And given to his temper, he would not tell anyone about the reason.
But seriously, not even a single hall member asked for the so-called reason. So no one thought that it was harmful to them, whether they use it or not. And now, because of that reason only, those cries are turning into sobbing and begging to leave their Sir alive. Those cries were heart-wrenching. And negative thoughts were influencing Henry. He was even fighting with his inner thoughts.
“L-Let our Sir go…!” someone cried for mercy, but this voice was muffled and then rang others’ begging, “D-Don’t …!”, “Pl-Please, s-stop…!”. Hearing them would give you cold shivers or even led to your worst nightmare. —- Clink —- thump —- swoosh —- bang —- smash —- clink —- Only those dreadful sounds of swords were echoing in that hall, which was bone chilling.
“Do–n’t… ki–ll”, those choked voices were now suppressed, but still those slaughtering didn’t stop. Hearing those begging, Henry gathered his courage and walked towards the main hall. His mind was blank, he himself didn’t know what he was thinking and where he was walking.
His body was swaying on its own, his face was pale and fear was visible in his eyes, his heart was beating loudly —- thump – thump —- and he was chanting –
“Don’t snatch my family…! Don’t snatch my family…! Don’t snatch my family…! Don’t snatch my family…! Don’t snatch my family…! Don’t snatch my family…! Don’t snatch my family…! Don’t snatch my family…!” .
He was already an orphan, and now he was feeling an unknown fear. His eyes were unknowingly tearing up, he was feeling an unknown force in his legs which was stopping him going there. But he can’t just sit and hear those cries and sobs, so he dragged himself there.
And all his assumptions were proven right. He saw his daddy lying in the pool of blood in the main hall, whereas some Lords and their minions were leaving the hall.
Seeing that scene and smelling blood in the surrounding, Henry fainted on the spot and only heard the faint worries of others.
“…Henry……!!!~!@#$%^&*()”
“Help…!!!~!@#$%^&*()”
Henry can only hear some faint words of his family. And then lose his consciousness.
Christina Rose’s POV
I was born in a landlords’ family, so I can be said as one of the superiors to those commoners. But I was raised to respect every human race, so the village was prosperous and even villagers were respectful with each other.
It was peaceful, until this waste kingdom was attacked from all directions to be acquired by other nations to increase the border area of their kingdom. But my village was the center and the last point of their attack. And in protest, my village was swept away with their weapons, leaving those miserable old and orphans.
Then I came to know that commoners were selling their kids for grains and other necessities, to brothels. This opened my eyes and I saw this selfish world for the 1st time.
Because, in my village, everyone was happy and satisfied with rules and regulations. So there was no restriction on my people, they were free to follow any custom they love.
Like – allowing long hair for males, learning allowed to commoners too, same gender marriage is allowed too. We were free from any restrictions.
And there were cases where males were pregnant, which let us know some facts, that is, if any male has some traits of females, then there are high chances for that male to give birth. But this peace broke when that attack was made. Many of the commoners fled to save themselves, but were killed brutally. And some of them were barely alive, so they sold their kids.
When I saw those selfish acts of others, it gave me another kind of will power and let me open a home for those pitiful souls in the name of pleasure hall (prostitute hall). After all, no one will agree to sell their body and that to be, when your own family is sending you to others’ doors to be ruined.
And with the money they got, they moved from that village, which was full of laughter became deserted. So I let this whole village turned into hall.
Since I, myself was an orphan after that attack, I thought of making a family myself. So I used to take those pitiful people in and that’s how I make this hall full of happiness. For this happiness, I sold myself. Yes, I sold my body to those demons, just to let my family be happy.
In this, I met others who were willing to help me in this. They never let others knew what was the reason that they were safe. And I was happy with their happy and calm faces.
Only a few of us were working in that hall secretly, in which I was the only male prostitute, while 3 female prostitutes.
Soon, I brought others too, who were either orphans or were sold to me for mere grains. And that’s when I saw someone like me, an intersex. He was crying messily when I 1st saw him, after all his dad was killed in that war, that to be in front of him.
It was painful when I saw him like that, but after I bought him, he was happy to have a family again and soon after he started calling me ‘daddy’, I was happy but still scolded him. After all, I can’t spoil only one leaving others or else it will lead to anger and jealousy in others. But everything turned opposite, instead of being angry or jealous, everyone started calling me daddy.
Others even started pampering him. When I knew that his name was Henry, I gave him my surname too, after all, I thought that he would lead this hall after me. My habit of writing daily journals would help him when needed. Only a few of them knew about my decision and those were June Rose, Alice Rose and Ella Rose.
They helped me in the hall willingly, and they had their own reasons, which I never bothered to ask, and gave them my surname. Come on! This is their personal matter. Who am I to ask something unspeakable, like no one in the hall asked me about my past, after all, everyone needs their own personal space. There are things and wounds that can’t be touched.
We were leading a peaceful life, until I heard the news that those kingdoms were planning to attack our hall. Because when my village was emptied, I restored it slowly and converted it into a hall. So this hall is as vast as a village. But then suddenly another war broke, and I was prepared to sell myself again in order to keep my family happy.
We (Christina, June, Ella, Alice) were all well-prepared for this calamity, but they suddenly barge in and cause the disaster. At that time, all I could hear was the painful cries of my family and all that came to my mind was that massacre happened years ago.
And I threatened them with my power, after all, I had spent my nights with higher authorities and made some connections. Then accepted death {suicide} to scare them away. As I was prepared for it, it didn’t take any time to implement my plan.
Then I heard my family’s cries as well as their swords’ ‘clang’ sounds, like they were fighting with each other to stop their gang members to take any further action. Some eve dropped their swords due to my sudden act.
I know that this will be a great shock to everyone, but I also know that this only can make them strong enough to save themselves in the name of revenge for me.
And soon I lost my consciousness with a peace of mind. After all, I paved a new path for the next generation.
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