(Tristan POV)
Walking outside the dragon castle I sighed and looked up at the clear sky.
It was such a beautiful day yet I feel depressed.
I never felt so frustrated. My hand formed into a fist as I glared at nothing in particular.
No matter how hard I try to get close, she runs further away. I thought I knew at least a little about her but that hope is also shattered.
I don’t even know who she is…
"Your majesty King Tristan" a voice came as I turned to the Vizier of the land.
"Yes?"
"King Caspian has called for your presence."
For a moment I didn’t speak.
The fact that both of them are not siblings slapped me in my face. Hell, she is not even a dragon.
"King Tristan?" he called again snapping me out of my daze.
No. It's ok. It's not like it’s the end of the world.
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