Chapter 11 — The Crown Prince's Xa Te

I don't know how he plans to handle it. This peace is like the calm in the middle of a storm. Makes me even more insecure. One night, the ban was violently collided again. The entire Luu Ly palace shook. He opened his eyes, golden light burning. He glanced at me shrinking next to me, his eyes determined. "Wait for me to return." He stood up, turned into a silver light, and rushed out the palace door. The restriction behind him immediately closed. Just leaving me in the main hall dumbfounded. Outside, the sound of clashing forces filled the sky, the roar of an angry dragon, and his cold and decisive voice, as if they were arguing fiercely. My heart tightens to my throat. Extreme fear turned into a paralyzed calm. What should come will eventually come. I don't know how long it took, but the noise outside gradually subsided. Dead silence. The electric door opened. He's back. Her steps staggered, her silver shirt was stained with bright red blood. His face was as pale as paper, the corners of his lips still had blood stains. But the golden eyes glowed brightly, burning with a strange liberation. He walked step by step towards me. Slowly sit down. His cold fingers trembled on my scales. "It's over, A Vien." The voice was hoarse, but carried relief when the thousand-pound burden was lifted, "Everything... is over." I looked at him blankly. End? What does he mean? He looked at my bewildered eyes, his pale face showing a faint but genuine smile. Khuynh's kingdom collapsed, covered in blood, and a new hope shined. "I have given up the position of crown prince," he said softly, his voice as if it was insignificant, "cutting off a part of my bloodline, as if returning the dragon clan's nurturing grace." My eyes twitched. Give up the crown prince position? Removing blood vessels? He did this for me...? Is it worth it? "Why..." I choked, unable to understand. The smile in his eyes deepened, carrying endless fatigue and tenderness. "I told you, I need you." "It's not the crown prince who needs a snake." "It's me, who needs you." He slowly leaned forward, his forehead lightly resting on my cold scales, his breathing thin. "Now, I'm just an ordinary dragon, with half my strength, helpless." "A Vien," he looked up. head, golden eyes as if containing the whole galaxy, clearly illuminating my bewildered figure, "do you still want me?" I looked at that pale but smiling face, at the starry sky rolling in his eyes - where he had given up everything for me. My heart is filled with bitterness and heat. I lowered my head, using my cold muzzle to gently touch the corner of his blood-stained lips. Clumsy but determined movements. He trembled slightly, his golden eyes bursting with brilliant light.