[FULL] Prince Only Bathed In Bløod… The Reason Will Leave You Shocked
Prince Only Bathed In Bl00d… The Reason Will Leave You Shocked
Introduction
Deep in the forgotten lands of Umeri stood a palace that nobody dared to speak about after sunset.
Not because it was abandoned.
Not because enemies had destroyed it.
But because something impossible lived inside.
Every night, when the moon disappeared behind the ancient trees, royal guards carried buckets into a hidden chamber beneath the palace. Inside that chamber was a stone bathtub carved with symbols older than the kingdom itself.
And inside that bathtub sat Prince Nathaniel.
The future king.
The child everyone had prayed for.
The miracle heir born after ten years of waiting.
But the prince was not bathing in water.
He was bathing in blood.
Fresh blood.
Warm blood.
Because one drop of water touching his skin would destroy him completely.
His body would turn into ash.
For years, the people of Umeri believed their king was simply protecting his only son.
They did not know the truth.
The blood was not only keeping the prince alive.
It was slowly destroying the kingdom.
And when the villagers finally discovered why their king demanded endless sacrifices, they learned that the greatest danger to a kingdom does not always come from enemies outside its walls.
Sometimes it comes from a father’s love.
A love so desperate that it forgets the difference between saving one person and destroying thousands.
Chapter One: The Kingdom That Worshipped Its Prince
Long before fear entered Umeri, the kingdom was known as one of the strongest lands in the region.
It was surrounded by endless forests, fertile fields, and rivers that provided life to thousands of families.
The people respected their king, Obedike.
He was called the Lion of Umeri.
Not because he was cruel.
Because he was fearless.
During wars, he stood at the front lines beside his soldiers. He defended villages from invading armies. He negotiated peace between rival clans. Under his rule, Umeri became a kingdom people admired.
But behind the strength of the king was a wound nobody could heal.
He had no child.
For ten years, King Obedike and Queen Eleanor waited for an heir.
Ten years of prayers.
Ten years of disappointment.
Ten years of watching other royal families celebrate births while their own palace remained silent.
For a king, losing battles was painful.
But having no one to inherit the throne was worse.
Because kingdoms are not only built by the living.
They are built by the belief that someone will continue the story after you are gone.
The elders eventually came to the king.
Their faces were serious.
“My king,” the oldest elder said, “your strength is respected, but the law of Umeri is older than any ruler.”
Obedike looked at him.
“If there is no heir, another bloodline will inherit the crown.”
The words entered the room like a knife.
The king said nothing.
But everyone saw his hands tighten around the armrest of his throne.
A warrior could fight armies.
A warrior could defeat enemies.
But how could anyone fight time?
Chapter Two: The Child They Begged The Gods For
Queen Eleanor suffered quietly.
Every night, after the palace became silent, she cried.
She visited healers.
She drank traditional medicines.
She prayed at ancient shrines.
She begged the ancestors to bless her with a child.
Some women in the kingdom whispered cruelly.
“Maybe the gods have closed her womb.”
“Maybe the royal bloodline will end.”
The queen heard every word.
But she remained silent.
Because sometimes the deepest pain is the pain nobody sees.
Then, after ten years, something changed.
One morning, Queen Eleanor woke feeling weak.
She became dizzy.
She could not keep food down.
The royal servants immediately called the midwife.
The old woman arrived calmly.
She examined the queen.
Then she smiled.
“My queen…”
Eleanor looked at her.
“You will have a child.”
For several seconds, the queen did not understand.
Then tears filled her eyes.
“Is this true?”
“Yes.”
The queen grabbed the midwife’s hands.
After ten years, hope had finally returned.
When King Obedike heard the news, he stood completely still.
“You are certain?”
The midwife bowed.
“My king, you will become a father.”
For the first time in many years, the Lion of Umeri cried.
Not from sadness.
From happiness.
The kingdom celebrated.
Drums filled the streets.
Food was prepared.
People danced for days.
Everyone believed the future of Umeri had been saved.
Nobody knew the child they celebrated would one day become the reason the kingdom nearly died.
Chapter Three: The Prince Born Under The Strange Moon
The night Prince Nathaniel was born, the moon was unusually bright.
The palace was filled with movement.
Servants ran through the halls.
The royal guards stood outside.
The midwives surrounded Queen Eleanor.
“Push, my queen.”
The hours passed.
Then suddenly…
A cry.
A strong, powerful cry.
A baby boy had been born.
The midwives smiled.
“A prince.”
When King Obedike saw his son, he could barely breathe.
The child was small.
Perfect.
Alive.
He touched the baby’s cheek.
“My son.”
Queen Eleanor cried.
They named him Nathaniel.
For sixteen years, Prince Nathaniel grew as the hope of Umeri.
He was intelligent.
Strong.
Kind.
The people loved him.
Children wanted to become like him.
Warriors admired him.
The elders believed he would become one of the greatest kings in history.
People said:
“Look at how he walks. He already carries the shadow of a king.”
But destiny had something else planned.
Chapter Four: The Death Of The Prince
On Nathaniel’s sixteenth birthday, preparations began for a grand celebration.
The palace was decorated.
Musicians arrived.
Food was prepared.
Then suddenly…
The prince collapsed.
His skin became pale.
His body became cold.
Then burning.
The king called every healer in the kingdom.
Nothing worked.
Queen Eleanor refused to leave his side.
“My son…”
She held his hand.
“Please do not leave me.”
For days, the palace waited.
Then one night…
Nathaniel stopped breathing.
A scream echoed through the palace.
“The prince is gone!”
When King Obedike heard the news, something inside him broke.
The strongest man in Umeri became only a father.
He refused to accept death.
Without telling anyone, he rode into the forbidden forest.
A place where even hunters feared walking.
A place where legends lived.
There, he found Okalamore.
The half-spirit.
Chapter Five: The Bargain Of Blood
Okalamore sat beneath ancient trees.
His skin was covered with white markings.
His robe was red like spilled blood.
His eyes seemed older than time itself.
He looked at the king.
“Lion of Umeri.”
The king bowed.
“My son is dead.”
Okalamore nodded.
“I know.”
“Bring him back.”
The spirit studied him.
“You know there is always a price.”
“I will pay anything.”
The spirit smiled.
“Be careful what you promise.”
The forest became silent.
Then Okalamore spoke.
“Your son will return.”
Hope appeared in the king’s eyes.
“But he cannot live like other humans.”
The spirit raised one finger.
“He must never touch water.”
Another finger.
“He must bathe only in blood.”
Another.
“Every month, an animal must be sacrificed.”
The king listened.
“The blood will keep him alive.”
Silence.
The price was horrible.
But the king remembered his dead son.
A father does not think clearly when grief controls his heart.
“I accept.”
Okalamore handed him a sacred staff.
“Call his name three times.”
The king whispered.
“Nathaniel.”
The wind moved.
“Nathaniel.”
The trees shook.
“Nathaniel.”
The forest went silent.
“It is done.”
Chapter Six: The Prince Who Returned
That same night, inside the palace…
Prince Nathaniel opened his eyes.
Queen Eleanor screamed with joy.
“My son!”
The palace celebrated again.
Everyone believed it was a miracle.
But only King Obedike knew the truth.
The prince had returned.
But he had not returned freely.
The first ritual happened at midnight.
A massive stone basin was filled with blood from ten cows.
Nathaniel stood before it.
“Father…”
“Trust me.”
The prince entered.
Immediately, his strength returned.
His weakness disappeared.
But then…
A single drop of water fell from the ceiling.
It touched his shoulder.
The skin turned gray.
Then ash.
The king screamed.
He wiped it away.
The blood healed him.
But now they both understood.
The curse was real.
Chapter Seven: The Kingdom Pays The Price
At first, the king tried to hide everything.
He called it a royal tradition.
A spiritual practice.
Something necessary.
But secrets cannot remain hidden forever.
Nathaniel eventually learned the truth.
“You made a deal for me?”
“Yes.”
“And the price?”
The king looked away.
“Blood.”
The prince was silent.
He was alive because his father loved him.
But thousands would suffer because of that same love.
Still, Nathaniel was young.
Afraid.
He accepted.
And the kingdom began paying.
The king ordered every family to bring livestock to the palace.
At first:
One animal.
Then five.
Then ten.
Soon the palace gates swallowed everything.
Goats.
Cows.
Chickens.
The villagers became hungry.
Children cried.
Families lost their only source of food.
But the prince grew stronger.
Chapter Eight: When Blood Was Not Enough
Years passed.
Nathaniel became a powerful young man.
But the ritual demanded more.
Animal blood was no longer enough.
The king made a terrible decision.
Human blood.
At night, villagers began disappearing.
No bodies.
No funerals.
Just missing people.
Fear entered Umeri.
People locked their doors.
Parents hid their children.
Nobody knew what happened inside the palace.
Until Adam discovered the truth.
Chapter Nine: The Man Who Entered The Palace
Adam was one of the strongest young men in Umeri.
When villagers began organizing secretly, he volunteered to enter the palace as a servant.
For days, he watched.
He noticed strange rules.
No women prepared the prince’s food.
Nobody entered Nathaniel’s chamber.
Nobody questioned the king.
Then one night…
Adam saw the truth.
Cows were being slaughtered.
But beside them were villagers.
Tied.
Crying.
Begging.
Their blood was collected.
Carried into Nathaniel’s chamber.
Adam followed.
And what he saw changed everything.
The prince entered the blood bath.
The same prince everyone loved.
The same prince they sacrificed for.
Adam finally understood.
The kingdom was not protecting its future.
It was feeding a curse.
Chapter Ten: The Fall Of A Lion
Adam gathered the villagers.
The truth spread.
The anger that had been hidden for years finally exploded.
They marched toward the palace.
King Obedike appeared.
“What is the meaning of this?”
Adam stepped forward.
“You destroyed your own kingdom.”
The king ordered guards to attack.
But nobody moved.
The guards knew the truth.
Then Adam lifted a bucket.
Water.
The entire palace became silent.
The prince stepped back.
“No.”
For the first time, Nathaniel looked afraid.
Adam threw the water.
It touched the prince.
Immediately…
Ash.
His body began breaking apart.
The prince screamed.
Queen Eleanor collapsed.
“My son!”
Within moments, Nathaniel was gone.
Only ashes remained.
The kingdom finally saw the truth.
The prince was never a normal human anymore.
Chapter Eleven: The Truth Behind The Curse
But Adam revealed one more secret.
The curse had not started with Nathaniel.
It started with betrayal.
The royal advisor, Ichioji, had secretly wanted the throne.
He had poisoned the royal family’s destiny.
He had caused the prince’s death.
Then King Obedike, blinded by grief, had made the bargain that destroyed Umeri.
The advisor was banished.
The king was removed from power.
For the first time in years, the people were free.
Chapter Twelve: A New King
The elders chose Adam.
At first, he refused.
“I am not royal.”
The spiritual leader shook his head.
“A king is not chosen only by blood.”
“You proved your heart.”
Adam became the new ruler.
Under his leadership:
Animals returned.
Fields grew.
Rain came again.
The people rebuilt.
But they never forgot what happened.
Because Umeri learned the hardest lesson.
A ruler can love his child.
A father can fear losing his son.
But no person, no throne, and no bloodline is worth destroying innocent lives.
Final Chapter: The Price Of Love Without Wisdom
Many years later, elders still told the story of Prince Nathaniel.
Children asked:
“Was the king evil?”
The elders always answered:
“No.”
“He was a father.”
“But he allowed fear to become stronger than wisdom.”
That was the tragedy of King Obedike.
He did not destroy Umeri because he hated his people.
He destroyed it because he loved one person so desperately that he forgot thousands of others mattered too.
Love can save.
But love without balance can destroy.
Power can protect.
But power without responsibility becomes a curse.
And the blood that kept one prince alive became the same blood that brought an entire kingdom to its knees.
