Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 67 He’s Her Prince

After her bath, Aurora dashed out of the bathroom at once.

"Rory, I haven't even dried your hair yet."

The woman felt helpless. Aurora seemed completely unaffected by the recent mishap.

If it had been any other child, such an event might have caused severe trauma, yet Aurora acted as if nothing had happened.

"Mom, I'm going to see Julian," Aurora said, hopping and skipping her way to the next

room.

"Alright..."

"Julian, open the door!" Aurora knocked on the tightly shut door.

A few seconds later, the door opened. He was dressed in a sailor's son's white T-shirt and jeans, his fine hair damp and falling across his forehead.

He was much taller than Aurora, looking down from above at the girl in her pink dress, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, dripping water drops from the ends.

"Little bunny, what's wrong?"

Earlier, Aurora had been frantic and frightened in the water and had not really seen the boy's face clearly. Now, she saw him standing before her.

"Julian, you're really handsome!" Aurora blinked.

The boy seemed older than his actual age and bore no trace of youthful boyishness as his peers, his black eyes cold yet deep.

Taking advantage of the door opening, Aurora, petite and agile, slipped into his room. Only then did Julian realize this uninvited little girl was barefoot.

"Aren't you scared?" He thought about the magnitude of the incident, which would normally make any child seek comfort in their parents' arms.

showed no sign

light footsteps making him wonder if what had just

you say that with you around, nothing would happen

felt helpless. Back in the sea, he had merely tried to calm her,

one could imagine. How

she took it to heart. He slowly

at her age shouldn't understand these things, yet she risked her own life to

the time. No one

dangers, and lingering too

it were him on the ship, he likely would have made

just from the rational perspective of an ordinary person, but how could such

written that way in

Julian

eating the poisoned apple and the prince waking her, the mermaid who saved the prince who fell

for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is

non-stop recounting of fairy tales,

girl deeply enchanted by fairy tales, but this time, he was thankful that

bunny, have you noticed

always

bunny when you cry in my arms,"

such an adoring

annoyed, turned her head away as she pouted. "I'm not a bunny.

lovely face, he gently poked her cheek when

beamed with satisfaction. "Julian, what did you want to talk about earlier? Notice

were fairy tales of princesses and princes. Did you save us just because you thought you might meet

glanced at Aurora, wondering if she understood

a prince is one thing, and saving people is something entirely different. Besides, how would I know if there was a

probably all dreamt this way, imagining themselves as princesses in

prince who would come toward her on a bright