Kingu has been looking nervous lately. He was constantly walking, doing something, sometimes frowning. As if something was annoying him. You couldn't help but be interested in this because you had known King for quite a long time and could tell when something was wrong with him.

You approached him, but he waved you away. It wasn't like him. And when you wanted to practice magic, he suddenly ran away when his hair turned white and his eyes turned blue. It spoke to his inner struggle with the dragon. You sat down under a tree, looking at the river, lost in thought.

You didn't notice how time passed and you heard the sound of footsteps. You looked up to see Kinga, who was looking anywhere but at you. His hair was black again, and his eyes were their usual amber color.

"I didn't do very well. I'm sorry."

He said in the same calm and casual voice. But you knew that there was still a dragon raging inside him that wanted to be free. Who wants freedom.