"Why are we here?"I asked and looked at him. He looks a bit sad looking on the ground. The only noise I hear is the laughter of the kids playing on the slide. "Do you know me well, Sapphire?" he suddenly asked while looking on the ground placing both arms above his knees. "Yes, your Dhazzire Apollo" I answered. He shook his head and turn his head to look at me. "Not that. I mean, my whole name.." he asks with a low voice. I don't get it, what does he mean? "What do you mean, " I asked. He paused in a second and look at the sky. "Do you know the story about a Prince living in the Golden Castle?" "No, I haven't heard that before" I replied then he continues. "Well, there is a child who does not want to be a prince, but his name has the mark of royal lineage, thus he is the prince of t

