Obsessed by a fairy tale, searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom.

        Once upon a time in a faraway land, lived a prince. His mother did not name him but whispers within herself will never let her forget the name she never gave, and to speak or hear spoken the name of the loved stranger often leaves her forlorn and sick at heart. The syllables cut through her like the same tool used to severe umbilical connection, leaving only a DNA imprint now and forever. I gave him a kingdom, I gave Brayden the chance to live happily ever after. I granted both princes as well as the princess, a wish, no a promise, of a fairy tale life. Or at least a happy ending. The End.