"The baby girl... on the crib..." he closed his eyes trying hard to remember as she got down from his laop a s small frown streched. "Her name.. it was Natali..." his eyes opened wide as he staired at her with an unbelieveing expression, "I was a Prince!...." he stands up and paces around rubbing his temples, "but of what what was i prince of..." the pendant bounced off his chest with every move, his hand clutching to it as he turned taking her hands in his own, "Natali! we were betroved! you were the baby in the crib!" he stairs in her eyes in awe, pulling her close pressing his red icey lips to hers pressing them tight as if that would bring back memories, which in fact it did, memories began to flood through him.... "The ring i lost in the war..." he stumbled back gasping slightly... "It was.... our engagement ring...." he says eyes wide and alert. "Mother, and father, they are dead?" he frowns a look of sheer pain spreading over him as he falls onto the bed... "But.... what is my name.... what could it be...."