Almekia Kingdom
108. Diamond - Royal Blood

"You're right, I'm a pure solarist. But Agatha, my wife is not a descendant of the solaris race. So there's no way you'd have pure blood if you were both of us." Follow my father in a very weak and sad tone.

For a while I could only be silent and stunned. Trying to digest my father's words that sound soft in the ear. But somehow able to resonate and echo inside my head and chest.

"What's? What do you mean, dad?" I am really confused now after being silent for quite a long time. Do you want to say that I am not his son? That I'm not the biological son of father and mother? Did they pick me up from somewhere?

'Don't joke! Not really funny!'

It's not funny that after twenty-three years of my life, my father suddenly told me he wasn't my real parent. Huuuh it feels like just a slick drama, a wasted child? An unexpected pickling boy?

"Have you heard that when you were shot and wounded, you needed a lot of blood. Good for your surgery or postoperative blood transfusion. We can't get any blood that suits you from the palace's blood bank. Everything's clumped up, there's nothing to donate to you."

"I've heard that story" I replied quickly.

"And do you know who can finally donate blood to you?" Father asked again in a mysterious tone.

"I heard that mom and dad were called to the operating room. So I guess you two are the ones who donated your blood for me." I do not know with certainty the clarity of the event. Because I was in a coma, of course.

"I donated my blood to you. But not with your mother, her blood doesn't suit you at all." My father explained back.

"You needed a lot of blood that time. I alone won't be able to donate too much blood to you. Then there's one more donor that suits you..."

"Who? Who is he, Dad?" I quickly cut off my father's words so curious.

"Nephrit.." My father's answer this time was so slow to sound. But that soft speech seemed more powerful than the thunder that blared in my heart. It echoed and echoed many times inside my head...A name that I never had and dare not even imagine.

"What's? Her Majesty...How's it possible?" My brain feels completely blank now. All the rumbling seemed to be raging violently in my chest.

How can the only blood that suits me other than my father's, be only the queen's blood? How could a great queen of the kingdom of Almekiah have donated so much blood to me? It was so expensive and precious it seemed like my second life.

But how could those two be? A Queen of this country and a Prime Minister? The greatest and most honorable people in this kingdom. There can't be anything that doesn't fit the norm, right? There can't be anything going on between them, right? There's no way I'm the son of both of them, right? Inevitably all thoughts and common sense will lead there.

"No. Not what you think. I have absolutely nothing to do with Queen Nephrit. She is a fine, majestic, holy, pure woman who is very honorable." My father said to see the look on my face, as if he could read what was inside my brain.

"Then? Whose child am I? Am I really your son, father?" Many frustrating. Want a full explanation.

Long enough, I was silent and did not answer. Seemed to think hard, want maybe is weighing the good and bad. Thinking of what to tell this truth to me now.

A few seconds passed, long seconds that turned into minutes. The time felt as long as not rolling, for the sake of waiting for an answer.

"No," answered my father briefly and quietly. Sounds real heartache and sadness there.

"Who am I, Dad? Who are my real parents?" I'm getting more emotional, sad and helpless. It feels so stifling in the chest to know this reality.

"You're Nephrit's son..."

Whahuh? How could I be the son of Nephrit's aunt? How could I be the son of a queen of this land? Who is my real father?...

If my mother was a queen, would...Is it possible that the late King is my father? Are they both my real parents?

Come to think of it and sorted it again is indeed very strange. When I was dying and at the crossroads between life and death, all I met there was the late king. If I don't have anything to do with him how can he meet me? It could be that he could have come to see me there because in my blood the blood was flowing too. Because I'm his own son?

“Diamond my son, guide your brother Jasper. I leave Jasper, Nephrit and this kingdom to you. Take care of Almekia kingdom with the whole soul of your body”

Back in my memory of my meeting with the late king's majesty when I was dying between life and death. He returned with the request he made to me.

Why didn't I realize it? I curse my own stupidity. And with his words, the King calls me Diamond my son. He called Jasper my brother. And he also left Jasper and Aunt Nephrit to me. He told me my real family.

Even further he also entrusted the kingdom of almekia for me to guard? Is it because I am also the heir to the throne of the kingdom? The son of the queen and the king?

I was silent, silent and petrified and unable to react this time. My mind feels so full. It was full of shocking and nonsensical information that I had just heard.

It feels so stifling and sad to know that the family that has nurtured me and lived with me for 23 years is not my real family. Turns out I was just the kid they picked up and pet.

And even more painful is knowing that my real family is the royal family. The Royal Family of Almekia Kingdom. Then what exactly happened? Did they dump me? Why does no one know that I am the son of the king and queen of this kingdom?

If you look at my age of five years older than Jasper, I should be the crown prince of this kingdom right? Should I be the one who deserves to be the next king?

Crazy one! Absolutely insane! It's not that I intend to be king. No, I have absolutely no interest in the throne of the kingdom. All I want is to uncover all the truth behind this mystery. I want to know the secret behind all this senseless big mess.

Diamond, no matter what happens you're still my son." My father finally made a sound after a long silence to give me a chance to think. Give me enough time to understand the truth.

"You're right dad, no matter what happens I'm still your son and mom. I'm still both of you're sons." I told my father.

My father immediately replied to me with a smile. A sad smile as if she had lost her son.

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