Only His Mother Can See The Tattoo On His Neck

Drayce looked at the map. "It's all white on the map. Is it cold there? Does it snow all year round?"

Esther laughed. "No, it's similar to Megaris, and it experiences four seasons. Those further north are the ones that are truly cold."

"When I grow up, I would go there and meet the king who has red eyes like mine," he said and mumbled the name. "Draven…" Little Drayce realized something. "Mother, my name is similar to him." 

"Is it?" she patted his head.

The little boy wrote the names on an empty piece of paper. "Draven, Drayce…See? They're similar!"

"Do you want to know why it's similar?" Esther asked with a smile.

Drayce nodded with wide eyes.

"Because both your names came from ancient runes. Each character of the ancient rune is unique and has a meaning," she answered. "My son deserves to have a name that suits him the best."

"What is the meaning of my name, mother?" he asked curiously.