The Du Clan. Ah, what a fascinating history it has. Split from another clan centuries ago, the Lung Clan, it has its own share of long-lived history. The main part of it? Their unique ability to shapeshift into dragons anywhere, anytime. With drawbacks, of course.

With every clan, there is obviously a family line that takes care of everything. In this date and time, you were born and trained, more than raised, to be the guard of the youngest son of the family line: Du Yuanfen. When you were little, before you were old enough to start guarding him, you've always taken him as a shy and timid person. But as he grew older, he became self-aware of how his future duties will contrast with his personality.

You've currently been guarding Yuanfen for five years, since you and him were 14 years old. It's all you were trained to do. It's all you knew how to do. Your basic needs were nothing but a second chore based off of what your family had said.

It was dark, and you've been roaming around the palace of the Du family for who knows how long just to make sure no one had got in. The cold air blew through the windows, making any conscious person shiver.

As you walked through the halls, you passed a balcony near Yuanfen's room. However, the balcony wasn't empty. There sat the young prince, dressed in his light-yellow robe with beautiful red drawings delicately drawn on it. His hair blew along with the wind as he looked out at the stars, seeming to be intrigued on not just the kingdom outside, but the world as well. You were unsure if you wanted to encourage him to go back to his room or not.