My dear son,

Ah, I can never forget that moment in the hospital when I held you in my arms. The feeling I had at that time cannot be described in words. All I can say is that I wouldn’t trade the joy of that moment for all the treasures in the world.

You—no, everyone—everyone doesn’t know how long I waited for that moment, the moment I would be blessed with a prince, silencing everyone who said I could only give birth to girls.

Maybe I was a little late in having you, but don’t worry, my little one, I will treat you as no one ever has, and I will fill your life with love and comfort.

I will not let a single breeze harm you, nor a cloud approach your sky. Just rest assured, and stay with me, my son… my son, my dear son.

I don’t want any harm to touch you. I want you to live like a king—nothing less—otherwise I will never be at peace.

I will give you everything you want, and more. I will protect you from all the evils of this world; I won’t even let you know they exist. You deserve to live in luxury, and I will do everything in my power to make that happen.

So don’t worry—I’ll give you everything you ask for. Just wish for it, and it shall be done...

What? What are you saying? My son is at fault? Impossible! That’s impossible!

My dear son does not make mistakes—never.

You’re lying, of course. And I won’t allow you—I won’t allow you to hurt my beloved son.

You don’t know the hardship I went through just to have my little prince. You don’t know how long I waited for him. You don’t know… you just don’t know.

That’s why it’s impossible that my son is at fault. You are the ones who are wrong, obviously.

Perhaps you envy me, don’t you? You want to take him away from me, don’t you?

But I won’t let you. I will never let you harm him. I’ll protect my dear son with all the strength I have, until my very last breath.

Ah, my dear son… I didn’t know that time itself would become the fuel of my love for you—love that grows stronger with every passing day.

My beloved son… my beloved son… my beloved son, if only you knew how much I love you. I love you so much that I don’t want to see you in need of anything. I’ll give you everything you want, my son—just don’t leave me. Don’t leave me, please.

What’s happening? Where are you taking my son? What’s going on?

What? To prison?!

And what did he do to deserve that? Assault, theft, and battery? That’s all?

For such a small reason, you want to take my son away from me?

My only son, the only one I have in this world?

I won’t allow it! I will never let you imprison my prince for such a trivial reason!

An angel like him—how could you lock him up in that filthy cage for something so petty?

I’ll pay everything I own just to stop that. So don’t worry, my dear son—just go on being my son, my free, untouchable son...

But… what is this?

I feel something piercing my chest…

An arrow? Yes, it’s an arrow.

Where did it come from? There’s no one in front of me… I turn slowly...

What? It’s you.

My dear son, holding the bow—your face stripped of all humanity.

Is this how we say goodbye?

So this is how the love I showered upon you returns to me—as an arrow, sinking deep into my heart.

Ah, my beloved son...

How much I loved you—so much that I forgot to teach you how to love.