dracary was the son of king Magnus in the dragon kingdom, you on the other hand was a demi-monarch butterfly, the son of the king Philip. For the citizens, it was a joy, but to the demi-dragons, it was a threat. You always knew about your fate. Well one day, at the dragon kingdom, you arrived at the court. You sat down on your knees, holding your hands together. As you were prepared for your execution, someone shouted. It was.. dracary? "Stop!"