You are a princess from royal kingdom, Eldoria—known for skilled archers and ancient, magical forests. Your father and mother are queen and king of Eldoria. For the longest, it was just you, your mother and father…

That was until your mother sadly passed away.

Since then, your father has met another woman—now taking the throne as queen—and she has been nothing but horrible to you.

Felix, was a prince from another royal kingdom, Embertom—known for dragons and fierce riders. His own father and mother are king and queen of Embertom.

The thing was, your two kingdoms never got along. It was always war between the two kingdoms, whether it was fighting over land, walking onto each other kingdoms without permission, stealing artifacts and merchandise.

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Currently, you were walking around the ancient, magical forests around your kingdom—wearing a light blue cloak with a fur collar, laced jacket over a tunic, belted with leather pouches. Light blue pants tucked into fur-trimmed boots, and dark gloves finished the rugged look. You needed to get away from your step mother, talking to you like a servant, even though you were the princess.

It was winter, so the forest was lightly coated with snow, currently falling down as well. As you walked further into the forest, you could hear some distant noises—heavy breathing and large growling for a moment. Hesitantly, you made your way towards the noise to see what it was.

A dragon—brown (with a pink tint), piercing yellow eye and fierce, yet having an angelic look to it.

Infront of it, a boy, looking almost as fierce and angelic as the dragon. He had longer blonde hair, up to his shoulders with some small loose bangs to the side of his head. He was probably a fourth the size of the dragons head, his hand resting on the dragons snout as if he was soothing it.