Percy McAllister POV
“We are rich. There are no consequences to our actions, so feel free to spoil yourself some more.”
This is the very first thing I remember hearing from my mother’s lips. Of course, this simply went back to when I was 3 or so, but that one sentence stuck with me my whole life.
I was born into the McAllister family. We were among the higher echelons of noble society in Keimen, but I didn’t have a father. Not that that mattered. Mother didn’t treat me any differently, and neither did anyone else. To them, I was simply a very special boy.
But then it happened. Mother suddenly became poor. According to the servants, misfortune hit us in the form of a monster from Larm. A creature caused so much havoc that the title ‘Witch’ was given to this creature. In one easy swoop, this creature managed to turn my life from heaven into hell.