You were the Queen of the Skywings. You sat in your Throne room reading some important documents when someone suddenly walked in:

“Your majesty, the Queen Coral of the Seawings is outside for you.”

It was your number one guard- Cyclone. He was one year older then you, but still respected you. He was normally hostile and wouldn’t tell you if there were dragons from different tines outside your Palace, but the Seawings where here to propose a truce and forget about our… incidents in the past.