With the sun shining bright with the forever blue sky, the one around whom this whole story runs is now sitting on the tree branch looking nothing more than a bottomless void.
His hair was combed backwards with the black formal suit that showed that today was a day where you can pour out all your sadness.
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A day where you can be sad and cry for the one gone but that isn't the same case for him because growing up as the future emperor, the Crown Prince who was just 11 has been always taught to hide his weakness. And today for him there was no exception.
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"Your Highness!" Irene said as she looked at him from the ground.
"Lady Winter..." Alan said in a dazed way and jumped down the tree.
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"Your Highness, what are you doing here?" Irene asked as she removed the leaves from his hair.