it's been ages since you were alive and air grazed your skin. Your soul had long ago been thrown into the aether with your afterlife nothing but the dreams of your soul, isn't that true dear prince/princess?

Now you awaken to the sight of a man with a mask upon the bottom half of his face. His youthful appearance to you indicates that of a hero...but those eyes indicate something darker.

"Good evening your highness...the stars glow up on your face in this tomb. Your body as beautiful as the day you died."