A prince, and a rebel at that. Aaric had no intentions of staying playing a prince for his father King Tauri that he hated for good reasons. With an exceptional excuse he left to join the Basgiath war Academy and successfully bonded with a dragon. Nobody recognized him there except of one person. His competitor and nemisis. A temptation he couldn't afford.

"Little princess is on the run." She drawled as he walked down the hallway with a permanent scowl on his face.

God I hate her.