Caged Volume 1

By Kaylauna Y.G.

Mizulopia is a peaceful town were everyone gets along. Later, horrible news passes the Kingdom of the King passing away. Due to the Prince being too young to take the throne, his Uncle takes his place. However, the peace the Kingdom once knew is gone. Peasants were turned into slaves and men ruled the Kingdom with an iron fist. Years pass and the peasants hope and pray that the Prince will soon take the throne and all would go back to normal. However, things don't go as planned. The Prince refuses to marry any Princess or Noble that is brought to him. He starts requesting for peasant women to come to the Castle. Jaysa being one of them. Jaysa not sure what the Prince is thinking. She wants peace as well, but did she want to be one of the many that would be picked to become Queen.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Nov 22, 2017
• ISBN: 9781387389384

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Caged Volume 1

Caged Volume 1

Caged is owed by Kaylauna Y.G.

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 1

What’s the definition for happiness? Does happiness even exist? How does it become a happily ever after? As children, we were told that their Prince would find us and sweeps us off our feet. He would announce his ever-dying love. He would protect us from harm, and make sure we were always happy. Believe in love they would say. Believe in hope.

In the middle of the desert, days away from allies and foes, sat a Kingdom called Mizulopa. Outside of the huge stone walls it looked like your normal Kingdom in the desert. However, behind the walls hid something amazing. Once you passed the gates and step inside, it’s almost like you were transported someone else. There were several stands as far as eyes could see. The town was selling food, animals, and fabrics. Everything you could imagine. 

What many wondered was how they were able get the food that needed without a good water supply. Well, that’s where they got the strange name. There is an unending amount of water hidden underneath the Kingdom. When someone found that out, the King from the past decided to change the name of the Kingdom and it just stuck ever since. There were some trees planted here and there and on the sides of the walls were several huge farming areas. Many travelers wondered how a small town from the outside could look so big on the inside. Many believed it to be an illusion. The trees that were well kept and grew tall held some fruits not seen by others outside of the Kingdom. When merchants come in to sell to the Kingdom, they would buy several of the fruits. This had helped the Kingdom stay lively and peaceful. 

The Kingdom was split into three sections that separated the poor, Noble’s, and the castle itself. At the very bottom of the land was full of peasants that were poor and had to work twice as hard then the Noble’s that were separated by a huge wall. There was only one way to pass between the Noble's and the peasants territories, and that was by going through one of the main gates. Even though the peasants were unable to pay for any high-class clothes or fancy dinners, they still got along very well. The Nobles were the closest to the castle. The castle was surrounded by huge high walls, and only way in or out, was through the front gate that was heavily guarded all the time. There was another long thick wall that surrounded the entire Kingdom. It helped keep out any enemies that might come and try to attack the peaceful town. The gate to the outside was never opened unless requested by either a messenger from another Country or by a villager from within.

Outside of the Kingdom was nothing but desert as far as the eye could see. If someone made their way out, they would have to bring plenty of supplies or they would die of either starvation or dehydration. The normally active and cheerful Kingdom was not its usual self. Today was different then all the rest of the days. There was a dark cloud that hovered over the usually joyful Kingdom. The King that everyone loved and adored had fallen ill. Only thing the villagers could do was hope and pray for him to overcome the disease and get well.

Meanwhile in the castle that stood on the top of the hill of the Kingdom, knew what was really happening. In one of the large rooms of the castle were two female middle aged servants wore a long plain white dress. Their hair was tied up tightly in a bun. There was also a man dressed in Priest clothing and wore a large cross around his chest that sat on his flat stomach. One more person was in the room which was a small boy. He wore a blue and gold jacket along with maroon pants. They all stared at the frail figure that laid on the huge bed in the middle of the room. One of the maids in the room was wiping the man’s brow while another was making sure he was comfortable. He waived both women away. He turned his head towards the young child and spoke,

My son, a weak male voice was heard in the quiet room. Please come. The young boy, who didn't look younger than the age of eight, looked at the frail man he called his father. The young boy knew that he was very sick. No one knew how this disease came or how to cure it. Only thing they were all aware of was, the fact that the King was about to die and there is nothing anyone could do to prevent it.

Yes father, the boy finally spoke. His words were crackling out of his mouth.

My son, I'm sorry to leave you like this-.

No! The young boy yelled. You're not going to die on me. A smile was shown on the older man's face to calm the yelling youngster. He knew his son had been through so much already at a young age. His mother had just passed away not too long ago and they believed it's the same disease the King now had. You can't leave! The boy began to sob. He stared at his father that looked like a fraud. This man did not look like his father. His peach tan skin had become dull and gray. His once fluffy pink cheeks were now sunk into his face showing off his cheekbone structure. The frail man reached out with a bony hand trying to touch the boy's face and spoke gently,

Please don't cry. You are a boy who will become a man, and not just any man, but the King of this Kingdom.

I don't want-. The boy yell, but was shushed by his father.

My child, the man laughed a bit without coughing. You should be proud, my son. Take over this Kingdom and rule it like I have. Make sure you do not lose the power you currently have. He spoke with positive thoughts. However, the boy did not care for the Kingdom; he cared for his father that lay in front of him. The taller man walked up to the young boy and spoke,

Your highness, it would be best for your father to rest. The man that spoke was the Priest that was in the room. He had cared for the young Prince since he was born and knew the pain that young boy was going through. The sound of the King’s coughing made both males looked towards the King. Tears were streaming down the Prince’s face.

I'll be fine my son the man spoke. The young boy did not want to be separated from his father, but was ushered out by one of the care givers in the room. Once the doors shut behind the crying boy, the Priest sighed. He knew the boy did not want to part from his father, but they knew this would be the second hardest loss the young boy will have to go through.

Poor boy, the Priest thought.

Joseph. The Priest was pulled from his thoughts and looked upon his King.

Yes, your Majesty. Joseph spoke.

We both know that I will pass soon.

Sire… The Priest started.

Hush while I speak. The King interrupted the younger man. The Priest stayed quiet while the older man began to speak again. I want you to do me a favor.

Sire...

I want you to look after my boy and make sure he becomes the rightful King.

Sire… Why are you asking this? Is there something that you're hiding from me?

Why are you talking back to your King? The man spoke trying to sound stern, but his voice began to crack and started to cough. The Priest’s face showed pain, knowing he was helpless in the situation.

Sorry Sire... Joseph bowed politely.

Raise your head my child. The King spoke. Just make sure you protect my son. Make sure he is able to fulfill his duties of becoming the next King.

Sire, I will follow this order and make sure that this will be done under your demand The King smiled. He knew the Priest would be the perfect person to take this mission and follow it through. The men were silent before the King spoke again.

There is one thing I want to tell you and make sure you do not utter a word, not even to my son. The Priest nodded and listened as the older man spoke.

Later that day, somewhere in the castle was a man that sat on the large chair in the room known as the throne room. He smirked liking the feeling of the spot.

This would soon be mine. The man thought. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he was startled when he heard someone speak out.