"That's sad," the Prince murmured with a faint sigh before perking up and shrugging. "Well, why not find a name you like? Unless Medicine Seller is what you like? Its a bit of a mouthful really. Kind of hard to yell in a crisis situation and its not very romantic is it?"

He leaned back and dusted himself off, pacing for a moment and humming while he walked.

"What about Tristan? Or uh...Uriel. No no. SANTAGAR! Wait that's silly. Snow? Wisp? Pearl? Alabaster? Winter? Goodness, I'm terrible at this..."