The last thing he had told his son was that the men were not how everyone said; they could also die and suffer.

Ironically this pain was happening to him, the many years he had been dragging for so long finally gnawed his body meanwhile his soul was falling asleep in the middle of an illusion of cold dream; feeling how his being was dispelled and he imagined join together with all his ancestors and people who loved in life.

A final gesture of joy spread across his face knowing that his job as prince was finished, he had died.