«I want the big brother I've always known back…!»
These words echoed in Philip's head.
For weeks now, the former crown prince had wandered aimlessly in circles — not knowing what to do or how to go on living. Everything suddenly didn't make sense anymore.
What he was striving for turned out to be a lie. And the ways to retreat were cut off. What was the point of continuing this mortal existence now? But even in death the boy did not have the courage. A truly miserable end for someone like him.
After Philip had fallen from the cliff, luck was on his side and he was saved by a forester who lived nearby. It was he who healed his wounds. But now the prince wondered: was it really worth saving his life? Whether he lived or died, what difference did it make?
