Once upon a time, there lived a King and Queen of a far away kingdom. They were loved and adored though out the land, and were widely celebrated for their kind and fair approach to ruling. Their Capitol was blooming with the finest food, the most beautiful flowers, the most impressive buildings and the friendliest of citizens. However, there was one who resented the kind monarchs. The Cruel Witch was jealous of the success and wealth they possessed. Once she heard that they were to be due another happiness, an heir, she lost her mind and vowed to make them suffer forever.
On the day of the heirs birth, the kingdom celebrated. Many paintings had been commissioned of the new prince. The small child had small tuffs of light blond hair as soft as cotton. His eyes were a crystal clear deep blue, which could easily put any fair maids to shame. He was the perfect heir to the perfect kingdom; and everything was well. Until, later that day, once the celebrations began to calm down; the cruel witch struck. She broke into the baby's nursery, stowed him under her cloak and vanished into the night. The King and Queen were devastated and ordered a kingdom wide search to find him.However, they knew that the only way to appeal to other kingdoms to help them find their heir was to deceive... They sent an urgent message to their neighbouring kingdoms that their beautiful daughter had been kidnapped, and who ever finds her may have her hand in marriage.
Eighteen years had passed, yet there was no luck in finding the 'Princess'. Little did they know, that he was being kept just outside of the kingdom, in a tower, about 100ft off the ground. The tower was in a clearing surrounded by a dense forrest, filled with suspicious sounds and rumors of fiercesome beasts. The tower itself look ominous, looming over the trees, casting a dark shadow over a small portion of the clearing. Ivy grew up the side and withered. It wasnt a place you'd like to hang round for along time. Inside, however, it was beautifuly furnished with oak. There was a small fire place and chairs. It was cozy. Small, but practical. A small set of stairs lead up to a deccently sized bedroom, where the prince was getting dressed. He still retained his baby face, yet his cheeks had lost their chubby look. Instead of awe and innocence in his eyes, they had become cold and indifferent. His lack of creases around his face showed that it had been a while since he last smiled. There was a mysterious air about him, something inviting but dangerous. His height, let him down. standing at the grand total of 5"5, his would be threatening presense was toned down to your average grumpy introvert. There was one detail that was quite hard to miss, upon exaiming him for the first time. His incredible length of hair.
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