The Little king
Came with me.
Ryan's flushed. He didn't know how to behave. His shyness made him want to run away, but the compliments he received, and the joy of the guests talking to him, filled his heart with courage and he, little by little, relaxed and was talking and smiling, with all the dragons'.
- Ryan, I want to introduce you to my best childhood friend, Draco, the dragon king of the East.
- Nice to meet you, sir. - Ryan says, shyly, with a slight bow.