A long time ago, there lived a prince. Ha, I know what you're thinking. That this is just an old story. Well, I assure you, it's not. Anyway, there lived a prince. This prince had powers that no one could have foretold. He lived in solitude, his parents never letting him outside the kingdom. One day, he decided, 'enough is enough', and told his story to everyone.
The kingdom rejoiced, for his story had the answers to their problems. However, the prince's mother was outraged. The prince wasn't supposed to tell his story. It was a secret. The queen killed the prince that night, and erased the very thought of him from the people's minds.
Now, you might be thinking: "Well then, storyteller, how are you telling me this?". I was a fortune teller. I foretold the prince's death. But I knew that it was fate for him to die. Us fortune tellers hid, and the queen never found us. We live on, knowing the prince's story but never telling anyone. Well, except you of course. You are special. I know you can keep this a secret. Are you ready?
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The Lost Story
FantasyA long while ago, a prince had his story taken from him. And only the fortune tellers know about it.
