Changmin’s POV:

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”

“HORAY!”

Someone pulled me in close. It smelled like old cloths and garbage. It could only be one person. “HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY SON!” my father.

I smiled, “Thanks dad.” as he was about to grab another beer I snatched it from him, “I think you’ve had enough father, were in public.” I had to whisper to him.

Being royal meant many restrictions, and because my father wasn’t born a royal, he wasn't fully transformed.

As always they threw me big parties. 

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