"Many times I feel weak," He said.
"Hmm..." I replied him nonchalantly.
"But you are strong, you are a genius who ripened his core at the age of thirteen."
I paused and looked at him, only then did I see the longing expression he had on his face, this was probably the first time he got serious.
"You know all my brothers are outstanding, I have eleven brothers and every one of them is very strong and then father will make all of us fight for the throne. I was born late and I am the weakest, all of them are nice to me but I can tell that they are nice to me because they believe I am not a threat to them."
"Isn't that a good thing?"
"It is useful in catching them off-guard but it's not a good thing since it's true. I hate the thought of it, I too want to be an equal opponent and challenge them for the throne."
"Aren't you too ambitious for a ten-year-old kid?"
He smiled and gazed into the sky.
