Chapter 14. Tassara Family

POV Prince Alec Tassara

It is a strange custom to think that royalty has its happy ending. I've never met one. Since I was born, everything has translated into duty. My father, High King Constantine, is a tough man. He has never been a loving father, not even when my mother was alive. My mother, Queen Clarissa, passed away giving birth to my little sister. I still remember my father's roars of pain. He tried to skin himself alive and gouge out his eyes in agony. They were able to save only one. Her death increased its harshness.

Together, with my two brothers we were raised for excellence. My brother Adair, he's just like me. Everything must be efficient and optimal, otherwise it is not worth investing our time and worry. My little sister, Azahara is our nemesis. By the goddess, how problematic she is. My father is about to lock her up in the dungeons, so she won't get into any more trouble. She has been expelled from three boarding schools and is not yet eighteen. We were all surp