The boys were sitting on the rooftop, watching the sky. The wind was making leaves dance with the loud sound it made. Both of their nose was red from the cold, but it was okay for both of them; Hamlin was use to cold and Rain liked cold weathers.
- So, is he missing?
Hamlin asked.
- Yeah, fortunately. I don't know what happened but he's no where to be found. I don't think he'll hurt me anymore.
- Why didn't you told your brother or uncle that he was abusing you?
- He'd just make fun of me for not being able to defend myself.
- Why didn't you told me then?
- You'd see me as weak for not defending myself too, wouldn't you? I'm a prince, I should be able to defend myself.
- You're also a nine years old, it's totally normal if you weren't able to defend yourself from an adult
After a few minutes of silence Hamlin asked;
- What do you think happened to him?
- I don't know, i hope he went far, far away.
- I hope so too.
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Crowns are not for kids
FantasyAfter the death of their father, the palace basically belongs to spoiled and sad little prince, and his too diciplened, sometimes too harsh big brother; what could possibly go wrong in the palace?
