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There once was a prince. Loved by his parents. He had only one truth in his heart, the liberty is his own. Joyful, happy, loved, free like a bird.
He ran in the pray, his hair in the wind, the sun and the birds accompanying him. He was a kid, with worry-free, duty-free.
Then, the sun leave, the moon start to rise. A war began, and his father. His loved father, fell during the fighting.
Leaving behind him a whole. And a crack in the perfect life of his son. The king was dead, the queen stand up for her son. Stand up for the left of freedom her son could have now.
The grief separated them little, there remained a family. Until the day when his mother was killed.
The prince suffers from the loss of his mother. the only family he has left. And now the kingdom needed a king. Not a prince. Not a boy. His paradise was over.
The moon was up in the night. The wind was cold. The sun waited to came. He had to do a choice. He had to do a decision. The freedom. Or the duty.
His parents wanted a life for him. But the life, his blood, his legacy wanted differently. His fate was decided when his was born, no matter what his family wanted.
The sun waking up when he got the crown on his head. When his fate was sealed. The bird was to hight, and the prince was too down. He wasn't born with wing, even if his heart reclaimed them.
There once a prince. A prince who became a king. A soul forced to grown up too fast.
