1 PROLOGUE

My name is Farad living in Busingtum. I am 24 years old. My life wasn't easy since I was 8. My family and I were living a difficult life in a small town, Trevlinchieal while I was 19. Only a small amount of boiled rice and some raisins was enough to fill our stomach till night as we were used to it. The cruel ruler of that time made the people kissed his feet whenever he went out of the palace and if someone not obey his command he killed that person by using his bare hands. Prices in the market were touching the sky. At that time the ruler killed the people those who didn't paid the taxes. This was one of the rules of that cruel ruler. Baa (my father) used the ground of the market to sell the crisps my mom made at home. Every day he placed his huge scarf on the ground and called out loud "tasty crispy crisps for sale. One crisp for only one." We both exited the house, with our horse, at dawn as the market was far from house.