Aria

Aria was a prostitute for the King a few times, got pregnant and never saw him again. Dozen’s of people get turned away claiming it’s his child, she wasn’t no different than the other women -- except this time it really was his child.

Growing up as a boy, Rowan was aware mommy had a lot of boyfriends, she didn’t know what they did but he knew she saw them a lot. Aria was a kind women trapped into this lifestyle, her mother was a prostitute herself after all and Aria didn’t know any other way to live.

One day men raided her house, and they said several years ago she claimed to bear a child that was the King’s. Rowan hid inside of a hole in the wall which his mother kept hidden with a small wooden end table. Rowan peeked as he witnessed the men raid the small apartment, seeking to rid any evidence of the King having a son. He watched as they raped and hilled his mother. Aria died a slow, painful death in front of Rowan.

He came out of hiding as he watched his mother bleed to death. Gentle arms wrapped around him, holding him tight as rainfall came pouring out of his eyes. He sobbed and yelled in attempt to make the pain go away. He looked down upon her as she lay frozen and cold on the ground. He quickly ran out of the apartment and ever since then, he placed himself the only place orphans and the like could go- he grew up on the streets in the slums.