Venus
In the days of the good king, the castles made peace with one another.
The knights and warriors who joined the battle with their enemies will receive the reward from their King. They had distinguished service in the battle with the Southen region.
A brave Cavalry captain was one of them.
“Prachaya Ruangroj, What do you wish to the great accomplishment of this war?”
The prime minister asked the cavalry captain.
Prachaya looked up at a glance.
He had an old vertical scar on his left cheek. Yet, it doesn’t spoil his handsomeness in an inch.
“I want to marry a widow of Ittikorn Kraicharoen.”
He bowed his head and said with his projecting voice.
“Widow?......who is he talking about?”
The King whispered at the prime minister.
“.......”
As he whispered back to the King, the King’s expression changed only a moment but soon, King’s face change into blank, and he nodded to the prime minister.
"Wishes Granted"
As soon as Singto heard it, his heart filled with happiness.
-Finally! Finally, HE is mine!
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“No!”
A young man shouts.
He is beautiful. His lips red as the rose, his amber eyes are shining, and his skin white as snow.
There is no doubt, but he is ‘Flower.’
“Please do not give me away...I want to live here to take care of you, Mae- Phaw (mother-in-law).
He begged his mother-in-law.
“My child. This is the King’s command, and no one can refuse. My son Ice is missing from the previous war for over two years, and you are officially a widow. Ice doesn’t have any siblings that can take care of you. I am old, but I can take care of myself with my late husband’s wealth and land inheritance. I want to live a quiet life until the last day on earth. But you are still young. You should marry someone and live happily.”
She tapped his hand gently.
“I am a flower, but I am a man, too. I don’t need a new husband. I can take care of you.”
Krist blinked back a tear, but it escaped and slid down his cheek.
“Krist. You are ‘Flower’ special child from the temple. You belong to our country and our King’s child. I can’t have you all myself. Please understand, okay? No matter what happens, I always love you.”
Mae Phaw tapped smiled at him.
“Please, Mae.....I love Ice...I don’t want to be someone’s wife...It’s too soon...”
Krist sobbed.
“Sir Ruangroj is a brave captain of the cavalry trooper. He can run his horse the fastest, and he is the strongest man in the battle. He won’t die like my son. Your life would be better with him. I am sure he will take care of you well.”
She smiled at him.
“I don’t like Ruangroj...I don’t want money...I don’t want to go anywhere.”
Krist shook his head.
When Krist thinks about ‘Captain Ruangroj,’ the man makes him worried sick. He doesn’t know why, but the guy often rubs him the wrong way.
The captain is not a total stranger to him because Krist grows up in the same school group of friends, including his late husband, ICE, and the man. Krist always liked his fiance, Ice, because he was the leader of the group. On the other hand, Singto was a follower who rarely talked with anyone, except when Krist asked something.
Singto was gentle only to Krist, and he always ignored the rest of the people. He seems like he is living in his world most of the time.
Nobody would imagine the current Singto if they know him back then.
Krist didn’t care.
His is world consisted of his fiancé, ICE, from his birth and friends. He even didn’t notice how special for Singto.
Krist lived a happy life with his fiance and people from the temple. Everyone gives him good care because he is a flower child.
All flower child live in the temple has both a man and a woman in one body. They are beautiful.
They can get pregnant multiple times (* hermaphrodite, but please do not mix with real-world cases) and deliver strong, healthy children with a special blessing.
People believe flower children who have two genders in one body are gifts from God, bringing them wealth and luck in their family. Every people in this country welcome them into their family. This country treasures flower children and gathered them to the temple to raise them.
The current King himself has five of them from the temple as his concubines.
Krist’s birth mother was former King’s concubines, who King loved the most. So King wished his flower child, Krist’s happiness the most, chose his fiance carefully.
Krist married at the age of16 with Ice. Krist was happy until Ice was drafted into the army and became died.
He became a widow at the age of 20.
“Please help me, Ice.....I don’t want to be with Singto.”
Krist cried again in front of his late husband’s picture on the last day of his house.
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Krist’s first wedding was a celebration of love, love for each other, and of all those who came to share it with him and Ice. But this time was rather a funeral for Krist.
This second time wedding was way luxurious than the last time, yet there was no joy for him.
Krist clinched the jaws under the red silk headcover.
His red dress was beautiful and good on his pale skin, but he didn’t care.
His headache gets worse as the ceremony goes on because his gold earrings are too big and heavy with germs. His arms are too heavy and getting sore because of the gorgeous bracelets. His neck starts aching because of many-layered necklaces. All his fingers and ankles are the same. They all the gifts from his husband to be, captain Prachaya Ruangroj.
-What a waste! I don’t need any of those. I am not a woman!
Krist got frustrated.
“...Khun Krist, it’s time.”
The attendant said.
“Mae..”
Krist glanced at Ice’s mother, who was attended as his mother.
“You will be fine. Be happy, dear. You have to move on. Goodbye, Krist.”
Ice’s mother kissed his forehead and hugged him.
“M...Mae...”
Krist couldn’t stop crying.
“Shhh, don’t call me Mae anymore. You will go your own way. Goodbye, Krist.”
She said.
“I...I don’t’ wanna..”
“Khun Krist, come this way.”
The attendant led him to the hallway, where lead to the room for the wedding night.
Krist went completely weak at the knees when he entered the room.
The room was quiet.
He sat on the bed over the cover, left alone.
“.....I want to go home..”
He could hear the hustle and bustle in the distance. Singto’s trooper was excited and celebrated their captain’s wedding.
Why do they sound so much fun while I suffer?
“This is not fair.”
He was staring at his hand that with beautiful henna patterns.
“This is wrong.”
He wanted to cry.
“Why me?”
