The Hidden Queen of the Gods
I'm Defective!

Sheera's fingers twitched, her forehead frowned deeply - even a soft ringing from her lips. Hisham who had been watching was silent, the middle-aged man turned his face the other way - when he saw Sheera slowly came to his senses.

The scratched eyelids were open, seen winking slowly - to adjust the incoming light.

Ringing and groaning were heard again, Sheera tried to endure the agonizing pain. His stiff hands, trying to feel his head throbbing violently.

"Sheera?"

The gentle call of a woman, made Sheera turn her head. My eyes and a slight bruise were narrowed, ascertaining who the person near him was at this time.

"Y-mother?" ogre.

The Empress nodded, the tall-nosed woman closing her body to Sheera.  His hands were outstretched, giving one glass of water to his daughter.

"Mother?" call again.

"Mother here, dear. What do you want?"

The Empress could no longer hold back her tears. The clear liquid came down without permission, The Empress had tried not to cry - but still could not.

"Mom why are you crying? I-I'm fine. Just my body feel-wait! why can't my legs move!"

Sheera tried to get up, but the Empress held him back. The middle-aged woman glanced at her husband, the Empress hoping that Hisham would help her to calm Sheera down.

The Queen's pleading gaze brought Hisham closer. The Lord Alfuttain looked at Sheera deeply, and Hisham did not speak in the least.

"Mother, what happened to me? why my legs,"

"One of your legs has to be amputated!"

The moaning of Sheera came to a halt, the Crown Princess staring at Hisham in disbelief. Sheera is in shock, but she doesn't trust her father.

"Doctors are forced to do it, to save your life,"

Sheera grew petrified, her entire body numb - even as she was about to touch her lower body area - Sheera again pulled her hand.

"A-Dad bo-hong right? A-Dad's definitely-,"

"If you don't believe, just look at yourself,"

As the blanket moved away from her, Sheera screamed loudly. The Crown Princess grabbed her own hair - even the bandage on one of her faces opened.

"Sheera, calm down, son," persuaded the Empress.

The woman hugs Sheera's hysterical body, tries to calm her youngest daughter, whispering words so Sheera can regain control of her emotions.

"I'm disabled?! I'm maimed Mother!" his roar.

The Empress folded her lips tightly, she did not know what to do now. Calming is not something that is right at this time. The Empress needed a doctor to give her daughter tranquility.

"It's okay, son, there's Mom. I'll always be there for you, Sheera, relax" he said.

His heart grew even more sliced when he heard Sheera's roar. The Empress closed her eyes, inexplicably Sherra's cry reminded her of Sheena.

'Sheena, I'm sorry, son.' she whispered inwardly.

"No! I'm disabled, I don't have legs. My face, my face is broken too. I don't want Mom! I DON'T WANT TO!"

Sheerar screamed as loud as possible, Hisham who had been silent at last turned his head. Both of his eyes stared unreadably at the two women. Hisham rubbed his face rough, without speaking anything - Hisham came out of the luxurious room that his daughter was in.

Hisham is upset, he doesn't know what to do at the moment. There was a sense of wanting to embrace Sheera's fragile body, but both legs felt stiff and preferred to step out.

Hisham looked up at his face, his two eyes closed - his stupefied breath was now beginning to slowly calm down.

"How's Sheera doing? is your daughter ready to accept her punishment?!"

Hisham flinched, his eyes wide open when he heard the voice of someone he knew. His breath, which was slowly calm, was now again tight and painful.

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