Minsitthar

I stood under the towering castle wall, it was just another day in my commonplace life as a noteless maid. A sudden baby cry shook the sun but the birth of a prince could not awaken my stranding life. I stood under the towering castle wall, praises and blessings came to my ears: Some wished him to be benevolent; some wished him to be brave; some wished him to have a great future... I have seen so many royals and nobles in my life, their authorities are like knives at my throat. Just like this moment, I am waiting for my masters to punish me as my senility made me break the dishes. A little figure stands in front of me with a short wooden sword — the praised prince is protecting me just like he swore to protect his subjects. Now I wish so much he could grow up safely and bring warmth to people like the sun over Mahar Pura.