Ayden's pov ....
The damp smell of the basement permeated the air as I waited impatiently for Hendrick to answer my questions.
I could see that mom had chosen to stay on the sidelines, for this one.
Hendrick cleared his throat.
" Son I have a question of my own, but I will answer all of yours first.
I will start with our surname."
" Your parents died the day you were born infact from what we gathered later, they died a few hours after your birth.”
"Who were they?" I asked interjecting impatiently.
“They were the king and queen of this kingdom, king Karl Levan Brent and Queen Isabella Levan Brent.
And as their child you are automatically a prince.
But there was a problem when you were born." He paused, sighed heavily, then continued.
"Ayden you were born a cursed one."
I bit my
