Mm, not that one. Similar roles, but a variant story.
[Her hand shifts, stroking through his hair, finding a steady rhythm to combing through it with her fingers spread.]
Once upon a time there lived a king, the most powerful man in all the world. He lived in a castle in the forest, as kings do, and everything he ever wanted, he got, because that is simply how it is, for kings.
[She hums softly, and the longer she goes on the sweeter her voice turns, blossoming into a proper lilt born of a lifetime of oral storytelling.]
And the king had a son, as kings do, a little prince that he loved more than anything in the world. And this little prince was young and merry, and loved to leave the castle and go out to play in the woods all day and all night, and once when he went out he went so very far into the woods, and it was there that he heard a nightingale singing.
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[Her hand shifts, stroking through his hair, finding a steady rhythm to combing through it with her fingers spread.]
Once upon a time there lived a king, the most powerful man in all the world. He lived in a castle in the forest, as kings do, and everything he ever wanted, he got, because that is simply how it is, for kings.
[She hums softly, and the longer she goes on the sweeter her voice turns, blossoming into a proper lilt born of a lifetime of oral storytelling.]
And the king had a son, as kings do, a little prince that he loved more than anything in the world. And this little prince was young and merry, and loved to leave the castle and go out to play in the woods all day and all night, and once when he went out he went so very far into the woods, and it was there that he heard a nightingale singing.