"I'm the prince of the north."
Nameless didn't believe his ears. After all he spend his time on that damn loud machine.
"I really am the prince," the handsome kid said. "My name is ___"
Nameless smiled for a bit, thinking it was a joke. But seeing ___ serious face makes him even more anxious. "Wait....What?"
'How come this little kid be a prince,' Nameless thought as he was older than the prince charming.
"I have been cursed by the palace Wizard," the handsome kid said.
A wizard...curse...these things aren't familiar, not familiar rather he wasn't interested in this kind of things.
But palace, a luxurious life, multi floored, full of maids and money. Gluttony taken over him for a second. Nameless dozed for a minute.
He looked at the handsome kid for a moment. What kind of curse could driven a young prince to the central ruined town? He couldn't find an answer for this question.
Before Nameless even start a conversation, the boy fell a sleep. What a strange night?
This boy is a strange one. After all Nameless became happy, for the first time someone told him their secrets.
Like this the sky started to be brighter.
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