I'm really not a princess!

The little prince looked up at him, "What are you doing?"

"Let me see where I gnaw...bite." The evil dragon couldn't help feeling guilty, but he didn't show it on his face, "Sit over here."

His wings hang down behind him, making it difficult to move.

The little prince sniffed his nose, wiped away his tears and leaned over, pointing to the dragon pitifully at his neck, "Look here, here, there are scars."

The evil dragon frowned, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." The little prince pulled up his collar and moved closer to the dragon, "You kissed me that day, didn't you?"

The evil dragon didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, and almost instantly remembered the touch of the little prince's soft lips, and then subconsciously denied, "No."

"Isn't there?" The little prince raised his eyebrows, pinched his lower lip to signal the dragon to look, "See if you bit it."

The evil dragon lowered its eyes, staring at the shallow mouth that was about to heal, its eyes dimmed, and finally said softly: "It seems to be so."

The little prince was inexplicably proud, "I'll just say it."

"The mermaid told me that kissing is only done between lovers." The little prince looked straight at the dragon, his voice was a little nervous, "Mother also said, I don't hate you when you treat me like that. It's because of love."

"Love is not the same as liking. Mr. Dragon, you know that?"

"I know." The evil dragon subconsciously lowered his voice, "You have taught me to like more and more, and it is too much to hold, that is love."

He always remembered the words of the little prince very clearly.

"I always thought that as long as you fell in love with me, I would tame you and I would become a dragon knight. But Arnold told me that's not the case." The little prince explained to him slowly, "You can love me, but You may not be tamed by me."

"Signing a dragon knight contract between the dragon clan and humans is a very complicated process. You love me is just one of the possible conditions. Even if you don't love me, we can still sign the contract."

"do you understand?"

The dragon is full of question marks.

The little prince was quite patient, "It means that if you fall in love with me, I will not become a dragon knight."

"Oh." The evil dragon suddenly nodded, "I seem to understand."

The little prince blinked his eyes, his eyes were filled with anticipation, "Hmm, what then?"

The evil dragon followed him and blinked, and asked back, "And then?"

little Prince:"……"

It's over, why can't this stupid dragon teach like this.

"Then, I want to take back what I said earlier." The little prince straightened up, holding the dragon's cheek with both hands.

The picture he imagined was that he looked down at the dragon from a high position, and then spoke affectionately.

But in fact, because he is not tall enough, he is only a little taller than the evil dragon when he straightens up, and he is naturally shorter in terms of momentum.

Fortunately, the evil dragon obediently did not move: "What are you talking about?"

"I once told you not to love me, but to like me a little more." The little prince said with a smile, "I'm not happy now."

"I think Mr. Dragon likes all of them."

That's what it meant—the dragon suddenly realized.

"I have always liked you very much." The evil dragon said very seriously, "There is no one else but you, and there are no other dragons."

The little prince: "Not enough."

Dragon: "Isn't that enough?"

"Yes." The little prince replied, "Because... I seem to be in love with you."

That day, the little prince's mother chatted with him for a long time.

"Since you like him, you must tell him." The queen said to her son sincerely, "Even if you think he is in love with you, you will become a dragon knight. But have you ever asked him if he is willing?"

"Perhaps he will."

"You can't just make decisions for him for his own good."

The little prince was at a loss, "What does mother mean, should I tell him?"

The queen just laughed, "I said, you've grown up, it's time to make your own decisions."

He then remembered his mother's instructions on the night of his birthday—follow your heart and be yourself.

The evil dragon was dumbfounded, and didn't seem to react.

There are many things he wants to do, confession is just one of them.

The little prince smiled with crooked eyes, like a shallow crescent moon hanging in the sky, "Mr. Dragon, I love you."

Then he leaned over and kissed the dragon's lips.

The author says:

Our little prince is also a tyrant after all.