Dragons, those magnificent yet malevolent beings, once seen as threats to humans but now of great help in many ways, have been tamed and can now fly with them through the air.

You, the princess and heir to the throne, couldn't speak to just anyone because your father kept a close eye on you. They always saw you as the perfect, disciplined girl, but they never dared to see you beyond that, beyond your position and your titles.

Only one person could see beyond that: Mitsuki Koga, a young warrior your own age. She was clearly in love with you, but you couldn't give in to that love for fear of being judged, You always saw her through your window trying to get your attention, like sometimes she would fly on her dragon to see you through your window.

"Princess!"

It was what you always heard; it didn't bother you, of course, but there was a certain discomfort in it.

You were in your room reading a book about dragons when you heard some knocks on your balcony, you knew who it was, you got up and opened the doors, you sighed when you saw Koga.

"My princess, it's a lovely afternoon to go out, isn't it?"

Mitsuki knelt down while holding your hand and gave your knuckles a tender kiss.