the prince did not look happy. he sat down beneath a tree and hung his head. he was holding a book. he opened it up but did not start reading. he leafed through the pages and sighed.
if only i could live in these stories, the prince said out loud. i am a prince and i live in a palace but it not like the fairy tales.
our palace is not as grand. i do not have as many beautiful things. i wish i looked like the heroes in these stories. i wish that was my life!
the prince closed his eyes and held the book to his chest. he sighed once more
chee-chee suddenly had an idea. he whispered