Tom and Ryan were good friends. They both were very intelligent. They both were good at sports too. The only difference betwen them was that Tom lived in a small cottage and belonged to a poor family, while on the other hand, Ryan lived in a big house and belonged to a rich family.

But the good thing was that Ryan had ignored these differences and had become friends with Tom. Tom gave cheap, but good presents to Ryan on his birthday, but whenever Ryan asked Tom for what he liked the most to get on a birthday, Tom said that a simple bithday card would be fine. Even though, Tom belonged to a poor background, still he was creative. Ryan was rich, but he was good at reading than Tom. 

Tom had always wanted to be a good reader, while Ryan had always wanted to be a king. One day, while they were going back to home from school, they told each other the things they wanted to have. Ryan told Tom that he wanted to be a king. Tom told Ryan that he wanted to have good reading skills.

"Hey, Ryan!", Tom called Ryan from his backyard. 

"What happened?", exclaimed Ryan. 

"Wait a minute", Tom jumped and got out. "Come with me..."

"Ok, what is it?", asked Ryan. 

"Something special", he said,"A magical place where you'll be the king and you'll have soldiers."

"How?", Ryan asked again, with his lips barely moving. "How is it possible." He blinked his eyes, staring at Tom.

"Yesterday night, I thought of a place near the hill. I asked my father about it. He said he doesn't knows it. I asked some other people in the town about it and they also don't know it."

"But...but, how is it magical?" asked Ryan.