Chapter 9: New Partnership
Aric looked at her eyes; there was a genuine want inside her eyes to know what happened to him. He let out a sigh and bowed his head.
"My father, he didn't want me. The only reason I am alive is because my mother decided that she would keep me.
So my father accommodated her for the duration of the pregnancy, but after she gave birth to me, she died.
I grew up there, an outcast, loved by none, despised by all. There was no elf that was remotely willing to have anything to do with a halfling like me.
I learned to stay on my own, surviving on the bare minimum my father sent every once in a while. Strangers knew him more than I knew him. But I never let it hold me down, and I kept pushing, surviving.
Soon, my very presence became a pain in the asses of others, and so I was set up, framed for something I had no hand in. I tried to speak, but my voice was overwhelmed by the accusations that came pouring on my head. No one wanted to give me even a small chance.
I was banished, thrown away, cast aside—whatever words could properly describe the fact that I was thrown away. And that day, I saw my father for the longest period ever.
Sadly, he was there to ensure that I was cast away like I should be. I had nothing, no one, knew nothing because I was refused a good teaching when I was there.
The knowledge I had was from scraps and crumbs I could pick up.
Now that I had left the elven world, I had to find a place to stay, and I made it to a human kingdom. I had no idea about the amount of hate and anger I would receive from them.