When he was a sickly child, Licht was always waiting in his bed for a certain person to visit... While strolling about the city one day, Heine steps inside a charming cafe--and the waiter who greets him is Prince Licht's spitting image! Is Licht's secret still safe, or is he in big trouble with the king?
Royal Tutor, I leave Licht in your hands.
.أيّها المدرّس الملكيّ، سأترك ليخت بين يديك
Königlicher Hauslehrer,
ich überlasse Ihnen Licht.
Tutor real, Licht queda en tus manos.
Tutor real, Licht queda en tus manos.
M. le précepteur,
je vous confie Licht.
E precettore!
Tutor real, cuide dele.
Наставник, оставляю его на вас.