This one is different. This isn't a real memory. This was his daydream, back when he was lovesick at 16, when he and Leron had to pose to be painted together. The latter lying on his chest, holding a rose, and the young him could not help letting his mind come up with scenarios for the future.
And in this one, he isn't a phantom anymore.
The daydream started with him facing a mirror, being himself, but cleaner. Teeth less sharp, smile kinder, and demeanor more cheery. He was wearing a white coat with the texture and pattern native to his kingdom.
And most notable of all, he was wearing the crown from his coronation day.
A knock came to the door.
"Crowned Prince Vladstin, are you ready?"
He blinked a bit. Should he answer and play along?
