Chris was born the heir to the water throne. Believing himself to be the son of both the Queen and the king, he was raised spoilt but loved. In return, he loved himself as well. Throughout his first eighteen years of life, he was known as the true prince. The prince that got what he want, when he want. Despite this, he never forced anyone to give him what he wanted, he just knew how to charm people over that they would lay their lives at his feet.
Unfortunately, his powers never blossomed. Not the ones he knew he should have had. He had the basic ones wrapped around his fingers but he could never get to the power that was promised to him. It wasn’t until he confronted his mother that he realised the truth. He was another product of an affair his mother had had and he was nothing but a normal elemental, not the heir to the throne. Distraught, he knew he couldn’t stay or else people would realise what he truly was. He knew it’d be a disaster as he all he had to do was look at his younger sisters and how they were exiled because of their illegitimacy. Waiting until he graduated, he decided to leave them behind instead of revealing his true heritage. Packing a single bag and withdrawing everything in his trust fund, he disappeared into the night.
For the next four years, he studied in a university and delved into an interest he had never obliged before. Writing. For those years, he bent over backwards to get his book finished. He finished a course in both English and Creative writing in three years and did a course of teaching during his last year.
Upon graduating from college, he finally got his book published and was accepted into an English position at his old highschool.