The entire castle in Thorn Valley was in an uproar. The princess was about to be born... Lily was no exception. The general paced back and forth nervously, clicking his fingers. A couple of servants who were watching him wisely decided not to approach the tense man.

♛┈⛧┈┈•༶༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ Lily had a dragon girl in her arms. Her emerald eyes looked curiously at the general, who was barely holding back tears. Lily's lips formed a soft:

– "Your Highness.."

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There was a thunderstorm outside the window. Princess Draconia was clearly not in a good mood... Malleus was sitting in the middle of the room, sobbing. She was only 5 years old, but she had so much power...

Today was supposed to be a holiday, but either the servants didn't please the princess, or something else happened, but... the holiday was ruined for her. The thunderstorm rumbled, and the rain poured down harder than ever.

Lilia was running through the city. The wind was almost knocking the general off his feet. What was going on with the princess? What the hell was going on with them?

And now here is the palace. The general makes his way through the servants, who are afraid to approach the heir to the throne. All hope is on him..