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Kai had never been close to his parents. He couldn't remember how a sweet parental embrace felt. He couldn't recall happy memories in their household. His mother was always cold, and judgemental. A critic from the moment the young prince was born while his father on the other hand was absent, always somewhere Kai didn't know of, in some kind of mission as if he wanted to purposely be away from them. He had never blamed him though. In his mind, it was completely natural. He couldn't believe that someone would want to live with a wife like Cecilia.