I woke up beside the huge tree where the Prince of Wessex and I had been talking.

The first thing I had in mind was to ask what year was it. I rushed my way out of the sea and saw the familiar cityscape. New York. The morning sun was weak, but warm enough to calm my freezing nerves down. I stopped the nearest taxi cab and directed him to take me home.

When I was home, I booted my laptop and searched for the Prince of Wessex. It only took me a minute to find him on Wikipedia and other sites. Prince of Wessex, 1800-1894. So he was real. He really lived and actually did exist.

I looked at my hands and waited for them to glow. I even attempted to go to bed that night and waited for me to wake up in the same spot beside the huge tree on the beach. Instead, I woke up in the middle of the night and went to the sea and laid my camping bed beside the huge tree and hoped to wake up and meet him again. Nothing happened.

I did that for a week before finally giving up.

I finally understood what Happiness, Love, and Peace felt like. It's a feeling that's already existed and was just waiting for us to uncover and find within ourselves, then finally with someone.

I gave it one final try. I slept in the same spot where I fell asleep, then I woke up the next morning without the Prince. I woke up feeling hopeless. I looked at my phone, and it's the year 2020. I felt miserable.

I got up and decided to put the madness to rest and live the life of gambling again. But when I was about to leave, I decided to visit the huge tree one last time before putting it to rest. Then I saw a crack between the roots of the huge tree. A scroll of paper was peeking. I took it out and unrolled it. Just to see a letter written to me from the Prince of Wessex.

Dear Gambler,

I found what I've been looking for. It only took me a few moments with you. I thought I'd go on a journey with 300 men, sailing across the vast ocean, bombing pirates, and getting swallowed by a giant squid. But no. Thank you, gambler.

The happiness, love, and peace that my mum took when she left me and dad,

I finally found it, again.

Thank you for your help.

Wherever you are, please remember that happiness and love always co-exist.

Because you cannot love when you're unhappy, and you cannot find peace, if you're out of love.

Time will tell if we'll ever find each other again.

For now, live in love, and happiness will follow. Then peace to you and everyone that surrounds you.

All love,

Prince of Wessex.

I folded the paper and tucked it inside my pockets then headed to a coffee shop with so many thoughts in my head. The rain started to fall and the glass walls of the coffee shop fogged up. I didn't bring my umbrella with me and I forgot because I was such in a hurry. This morning was way colder than ever before. My nose started to run.

My friend then called me and asked if I wanted to join then in a poker game, in which I politely declined. She protested, but I chose to hang up and focus on the line of people in front of me.

When I was about to put my phone inside my pocket, it slipped and fell on the floor. And someone next to me willingly picked it up for me.

My nose caught his scent, and I remembered that scent clearly. I gazed at his pale blue eyes, and he met mine. His blue scarf around his neck, and that tousled blond hair. We both stared at each other for a few seconds before handing me my phone.

"Have we met before?" I asked him. Excitement filled my soul and my eyes felt warmer, tears filling the back of my eyes.

He cracked a genuine smile. "Have you lived in love like what I told you?"

Then happiness followed my system, then peace. "Want coffee?" I asked.

"I think I prefer tea." He answered.

-Fin