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Okay? "Kay! "Good." "And you, little prince, what is your name? " "Aron, Prince Amir. " "How old are you? " "Three! " I smiled when he showed his three fingers. "How did you see the mosquitoes? " "It tries to bite me, so I burn it. " "Good. Suppose something tries to hurt you. You should protect yourself because your parents are not around, and since the three of you can see the mosquitoes, you watch the others, okay? You need to burn them but be careful. You might hurt the other babies. "

Luca looked amused but followed without protest. Inside, the air smelled of old paper and dust. Stacks of books filled every corner, and a sleepy cat dozed on the counter beside an elderly woman who greeted us with a kind smile. I wandered between the shelves, fingers brushing against spines — romance, poetry, mystery — stories that once felt too far away from the life I’d been living. I picked up a worn copy of The Little Prince and smiled faintly. “I used to read this when I was a kid.”

He ran out of my room, and I stayed there on my bed, waiting for him to come back. After a couple of minutes, he entered my room again with a book in his hands. He went up to my bed again, laying his body beside me as he opened the book to start reading. I notice that the book was for kids, titled "The Prince's First Love.". "Once upon a time, there was a prince named Lucas. Every woman in their palace wanted to be with him. However, the prince was aloof, too scared to even talk with other people. One day, he decided to walk around their garden, but when he was about to sit beside the long tree, he saw a girl smelling the flowers in their garden. And for a moment, instead of feeling scared,

" How is the little Prince, alpha?" " He's perfect... Just the best baby boy," I told him. " And the Luna." " Excellent," I found myself smiling, and there was no darkness in my heart. Everything was clear and bright.

"You think you can kill me with your bare hands, little prince?" When I looked around, I saw the cape flying through the air. So, I jumped quickly to catch it, but before I could touch it, it flew away again. "Damn it! Don't be shy!" I screamed and ran after the cape as it flew above me. "Ha Ha Ha! Wait, my little prince. I could play with you forever."

He stared at me as blank as a canvas. Turning to leave, he had already left the bed, pulling me back to the empty chair next to where he slept. “I’d like that,” he whispered. “I’d like that very much.” Loki pulled out a book from his pillow and handed it to me. The golden words at the top of the book were, “The Little Prince.” I smiled, touching each raised lettering, opening the famous book by the French author.

And when he picked it up, his breath caught. "This... that book?" she whispered. Her hands trembled as she opened the first page. It read: ^To the little prince lost in the forest, may you never forget the taste of the warm bread I gave you. Never forget your promise to marry me^ David almost dropped it again. His eyes widened, his heart pounding so hard he could feel it in his ears.

Mia asked, tilting her head. Julian automatically spun around so that Cayden's dangling legs swayed. "I guess so," the man replied, sounding like a grunt. "Are you sure?" the secretary asked with brows furrowed in doubt. "Isn't it too low?" "No," Julian shook his head slowly. A second later, the man cracked a smile and peered into the round, twinkling eyes under his chin. “Are you comfortable, Little Prince?” The baby suddenly pointed his index finger and pointed it towards the entrance. "Ju ..." he said with pursed red lips.

One of them says Mommy and Me. No Daddy. The sight cuts deep. “Here!” Chanel says cheerfully, climbing onto the bed and patting the space beside her. “This one’s my favorite.” She pushes the book into my lap, The Little Prince. I smile faintly, sitting down beside her. “Good choice.”

I paused to look at Alistair then I breathed a soft, unheard sigh and continued. "At first, it was a difficult relationship. The little prince asked the fox to play with him, but the fox said he couldn't because he wasn't tamed." I tried to remember the words of the fox from the book. "My life is very monotonous, the fox said. I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like musi