"Your highness," Ariel gasped as she stared back at those gold eyes. That's when she recognised the dragon emblem they carried.
They weren't just random knights from the capital but the imperial knights. Ariel didn't know much about the royal family but had heard some rumours about the Von Drakkar family..
There were only two surviving princes, and the current king was yet to choose a crown prince, as neither prince was from the queen. The queen's son had passed away in the last war ever since a new crown prince hadn't been chosen.
The drunk who was on the floor was stunned by the trail of events. The magistrate was still on the floor begging.
"What should we do with him, your highness?" One of the knights who had the drunk pinned to the floor asked.
"Take him away. I will deal with him later." The prince replied, and he turned his attention to Ariel, who was still stunned at the fact that he was a prince..
