"Hey .. Marcus?"
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"What's that?"
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"Don't you want to be king.?" Rico asked his friend while in the shade of a big tree that they always waited for.
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"I don't know.." Marcus replied.
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"Huh? .. Is that okay? You're a prince, of course, you have a big chance of becoming king. Then you answer you don't know .?"
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"You know, first of all, I don't want a heavy burden on my shoulders and as a king, I think Kairos will take care of it."
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"Is that so... I want to be king one day. But in my own country or place .."
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After the prince heard what Rico said he laughed a little.
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"What's so funny about that ?? Is it bad to dream ??" Rico asked again.
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"No... I thought that wherever you rule, of course, you will be with me. Maybe later you will suddenly become a monster and lose control of yourself."
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"Of course... It looks like that dream of mine is really vague."
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