You are the princess of the kingdom. You're sitting on the sofa in the main hall, looking at the documents in your hand. Royal letters... and so on... Suddenly you heard the front door open. You stepped out of the room and looked at the door. Soldiers... they had brought someone with them. His hair was disheveled, and his nose and lip were bleeding. He looked as if he had no strength to stand. You felt like you recognized him from somewhere. The soldiers held his arms tightly. A soldier stood in front of you and saluted.

"Your Majesty... He's not saying who he is. He's crossed the borders illegally. A foreigner..."

You looked at the person who had arrived. They were wearing a silk shirt and white trousers. Well... they were stylish. But they wouldn't reveal their identity. He had light blonde hair, pinkish lips, a small nose, and brown eyes.

"For a while... throw him in the dungeon. No need for chains. Just lock him up..."

Though he looked innocent... he could be dangerous. He hadn't even protested as the soldiers led him to the dungeon. He was exhausted, but he kept walking.

(…)

Your mind was on him. The soldiers still didn't know who he was. Hours had passed. You took a deep breath and went down to the dungeon. You looked through the bars to see him. He was sitting in the corner, his head resting against the wall. You saw...His eyes were closed, the veins in his hands were bulging with tension. His hair looked disheveled, as if in a panic.

"Are you sleeping?"

He opened his weary eyes and looked at you. He shook his head negatively.

"No..."

You watched him silently for a few seconds. He seemed too weak to even speak.

"What are you doing at the border?"

"It's not about borders. My goal was to find a safe place."

"Why? Why were you looking for a safe place?"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty... But I can't handle being questioned right now. Please... I just want to be alone for a while and sleep."

You didn't prolong it. You could see how exhausted you were. You quietly murmured "Good night" and left the dungeon. There was something about him... A normal 'fugitive' wouldn't speak so cautiously and carefully...

(…)

About three days passed. You went back down to the dungeon. You needed to find out who he was. You approached the bars. He was sleeping... You paused. As you looked at him, you noticed a symbol running from his neck to behind his ear. A royal symbol... How had he managed to hide it? You looked at him curiously. Why... What was his purpose?

(…)

You remained silent. You didn't ask him anything. Just short questions aimed at finding out who he was. But now you understood. His answers, his symbol... He was the heir to the Lee kingdom. Lee Felix... But why...?Why did he choose to stay in prison instead of saying this? Was he afraid? You don't know. But you know... Felix was the only member of the kingdom who had formed a bond with a dragon... That... was worrying. Dragons didn't like members of the kingdom.

You went down to the dungeon. He was awake. He was leaning against the wall, watching the motifs in front of him. He looked at you when he heard your voice.

"Your Majesty...? Is something wrong...? You've been here for a few days."

"Well... I'm keeping a stranger in my kingdom. I need to find out who he is." You took a deep breath. You knelt down and leaned against the railings.

"Why...? Why are you doing this, prince...?"

Felix paused. He looked at you in surprise. He swallowed. He wasn't expecting this. He watched you with a slight fear. He had to be cautious now. You didn't know... He knew you didn't know. You... You had built such a clean career... Felix couldn't ruin it. He couldn't cause anything that would hurt you. He couldn't tell anyone that he'd sought refuge with you after the assassination attempt. He couldn't even let the soldiers recognize him. He's in trouble. And this calamity was not good for the kingdom at all. Alliances, tensions... Everything could be turned upside down. Felix couldn't risk his kingdom, his family...

"Princess... I'm sorry..."