บท 87: Chapter 86

Xan was always perfect. Handsome, smart and charming. The boy, the teen, the young man every guy wished to be. He was lucky, he was supposed to be the next king. Everyone around him worshiped him and no one dared to defy him. From jewels to gold and swords the little boy had always had everything he wanted, unaware of the word no. 

At some point though the toys stopped, the people stopped patting his head and their starry eyes turned suspicious. At some point the little boy grew up and was expected to act and live a certain way. At some point Xan ceased to exist, he was the crown prince, a figure of authority and the first one waiting in line to wear the shiny crown. He had lost his name and the ability to choose a life.