"Your Lord, if your wish is to amuse me, then retrieve your acts." She interrupted me, and I knew I had done her erroneous. 
"My apologies. I did not know when to ask, speak, talk, or request for your name. My utterances before were out of nervousness, my princess. I don’t know the effects it has had, but I am glad. Glad of your presence, and my presence as stated, as long as our speeches rhyme, am happy. "
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He knew his stand, he knew his label, he knew.., he sure knew. A bastard’ To some it was just a name, an English decent name, but to many, especially those in the highest ranks of the social class, knew, they knew what kind of hefty drift being associated with such a labeled man meant to his whole, they knew. And he,… he.., was born as one, a bastard. A bastard, a bastard was what he came to know his name as,…
Lord Willock,.. a duke’s son but a King’s decent to be precise, lived a life of now, as tomorrow was nothing but a luck. The boy, knew all, he knew love, ooh how would he forget the face of the dazzling girl who made her forget all his worries, right on the ballroom dance floor. How would he forget, how would he forget, he was a bastard, if every conversation seemed to have nothing but the name on it.., However, maybe destiny was meant to be lenient or tough on him, its all his fate to face.
Dearest reader, let’s embark on the journey of Lord Willock, and see what lemons life throws at him, and his coping mechanisms, in times of tragedy, and maybe he was more fated for good fortune than just a label..? A labeled man was meant for ‘death!!!’ A word and statement well known..,

Lord have mercy.

Profound Bound

Is there a world lacking questions? My life is a paradox—quite a great one, indeed. 


The king of Iraq was told about my desire to leave, or rather, to be helped find my purpose. I wanted to have a say in my community; I wanted to be given a chance; to be given a chance to prove that I am a person and I care about everything; I wanted to just be given rights as any other individual and not be treated as the solemn bastard they stated me to be. 


“You knew.” I stated that, range fully integrated into me. I was telling Amir, and I knew he knew that I was in no proportion, nor was I in no acceptance of what he and his surprising family were plotting. 


“You need someone, brother.” Amir stated. We were currently in the room with which we both shared. 


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