Once upon a time, in the innermost room of a castle deep within the forest, there lived a prince who had been asleep for a very long time.

Even as the sunlight filtering through the window lingered upon his eyelids, the prince did not open his eyes.

Countless people passed by his side, but he never once reacted.

Whether they held his hand or called his name, even his breathing remained undisturbed.

However—the moment you drew near, for just a brief second, the bedsheet wrinkled ever so slightly.

The prince still appears to be asleep.