Dream #11. It's the prince's birthday, and from dusk till dawn, people arrived at the castle queuing to present him with magnificent gifts. There is just one small glitch, the prince already has nearly everything. So while people were presenting the gifts, he would thank them graciously and turn around to throw the gift out the castle window. The poor gathered beneath his window all day just to grab at what he has discarded.

At the very end, only a young girl was left waiting beneath the window. She was too small to contest everyone else for the gifts previously discarded, but she was patient. She wasn't really that keen to get a royal trinket, it was enough just to see the wonderful gifts the prince didn't want. An exquisite pocket watch. A handsome fur coat. An intricately engraved ebony walking cane. Every single item rejected by his Highness.

Finally, the last guest presented the prince with a little plain silver dagger, and he instinctively turned to throw it out the window. The little girl held out her hand to catch the gift, and the unsheathed dagger cut her open palm. She gave a sharp intake of breath and dropped the dagger onto the ground. And at that instant, the prince suddenly recalled that he didn't own a silver dagger.

The prince looked out the window to see the little girl pick up the fallen dagger, and hesitated against ordering the girl to return it to him. He called out to her, and she looked up. It was the first time she has seen his Highness face to face. She was struck speechless. He looked so much younger than she had imagined. The prince said he would pay her for the dagger, if only she would sell it to him. He thought it a fair deal cos after all, it was originally his. The little girl bowed her head and peered at the dagger clenched fiercely in her wounded hand. Then she looked back up at him and said, "It's yours. You only need to ask." And waited in silence for his reply.