New identity

"I am not just an adopted son Dillon. My mother is a mistress to your grandfather. I am their bastard child. But neither my sister nor her mother looked down upon me. In fact, Catherine is very caring and protective of me. As the bastard son, I was mocked, bullied, and also beaten by the other kids. I used to think that all the rich people are heartless and headstrong. Slowly the news of my mother and your grandfather began to spread across the two realms. Everyone began to pick on us. Even your grandfather stopped visiting us. He was afraid to lose face. Men used to make suggestive remarks when they see my mother. A few even tried to violate her. No one used to talk to us. Despite carrying the royal blood in my veins we were treated as outcasts. One day a group of drunk men intruded into our small hut and began to tear at her clothes. I was so young and couldn't help my mother and began to beg them to stop. That's when Sister Catherine and her mother visited us. They punished the d