A Game Of Chess

PROLOGUE

"Callisto come child." Father said as I stood up from where I studied, following father who carried himself like the Greyjoy he was. A blue blood loved and adored for our famous unique green eyes and service in the royal family.Eight years old, young and foolish people always called me but strangely, wiser than any man at forty without a grey on my red hair. I was a glutton like the wizard Merlin in the legends was known to be.Father was a handsome man no lie. Tall, brunette with little grey hairs that proved he was older than he appeared. Green eyes so corrupted, I felt stained staying by the man who raped my mother to conceive me before tricked my pitiful and weak mother's family into letting him take her as his second wife.Who could blame the man? He was foolishly in love with my mother who was in love with a slave and in spite, he just took what he believed was his. Every thinks I don't know about the history of my birth but as the say, the walls have ear