A childhood belief about family

When I was about 4 or 5, I was totally taken with my uncle Don. I just loved everything about him and he made my childhood magical. He had a girlfriend named Debbie and he told me that her real name was Princess Zebbie, he was Prince Zon and I was princess Zaige. (My name is Paige). He even had Debbie make me a papier-mache crown that was painted gold and had plastic jewels in it. She was wealthy and when we'd go to her house, which was very formal and "regal" appearing, I was convinced I was stepping into a castle. She even had a chair with a high back that I believed was her throne. We moved to Florida when I was 6 and I told all of my new friends about the princess I knew back in New York. No one believed me, but I knew it was true...for a couple of more years, then I realized the truth. But, oh, how magical it was to have my own princess, prince and to be a princess myself!