Twelve years ago.
At the downtown, Nam, City center.
"Hey!! Go away!! If you don't have money, don't buy food here!!!" Shouted a restaurant waiter, he threw Jayden's tiny body out. At this time, Jayden was only a little boy, nine years old.
"Hey, I'm a Crown Prince!!! I don't need money to eat in my own country." shouted little Jayden, got up, and dusted off his clothes.
"Haha haha!!! If you are the Crown Prince, then I am the King!" shouted the man then closed the restaurant door. He didn't believe that Jayden was the prince. It's not his fault if didn't figure out Jayden was the prince, there were no secret agents guarded on his side, and what kind of prince that didn't has money?
"Why doesn't anyone believe that I am a Prince!!!" Jay shouted, everyone looked at him in surprise.
