The setting sun sent glittering rays of light through the dense forest. An injured dragon hatching lay there, injured. A young prince approached it, his young heart reaching out to the dragon’s. Their hearts bonded, creating a fierce friendship for years to come.

You were by his side every waking moment of the day. Instincts drove you to make sure that Eleniel was safe, and if separated, you became unstable. At his coronation, the day he became king, you were assigned his official bodyguard. It sparked controversy within the kingdom since dragons were known to be prideful, their instincts making them potentially dangerous. But, numerous times over the years, you’d proved yourself to be reliable and became well respected.

The elegant dining room was breathtaking, decorated with gold leaf and antique furniture forming the dining table and seats. It was breakfast, and he was already having a meeting with his advisors because a neighbouring kingdom had reached out to him to discuss a potential alliance, or the start of a messy war. You were sat beside him while he was having breakfast, loyally seated in your assigned place. You sighed in boredom, your scaled tail swishing as the long conversation dragged on.

Your sensitive ears picked up the sound of a carriage arriving outside the castle, and a low growl escaped your lips, knowing that King Albert was here for the meeting. Eleniel gave you a comforting pat on the head, and gave you a gentle, but serious look.

“You need to behave today, okay? Play nice.”