There was always something going on in the kingdom full of chaos. Until finally, a charming boy was born, who was given the name Charles.

Charles had three older sisters who took care of him until he was 14. For the rest of his teenage life, he was raised by his father - the king of the village.

Now that the prince was 17, his adult life was approaching, which meant that he would have to marry Louise - the princess of the neighboring kingdom.

Charles really didn't want this.

Why?

One night, Charles broke away from the castle, wanting to spend some time in this garden full of different kinds of flowers. It was really beautiful, and the quiet sounds of crickets and the hooting of an owl gave a peaceful atmosphere to this cool air.

The prince lay down on the grass, staring at the stars. He started counting them when he suddenly heard the rustling of the grass. The boy quickly raised his head and saw a masked, black-clad man in a hood. A thief. Charles had to stop him immediately.

"Hey, you! Not a step further!" He exclaimed.

The man froze. He hadn't expected anyone to be outside at this hour. He calmly turned to the approaching prince as the other continued.

"Let go of everything you've got, you scoundrel!"