Ao Guang. You have heard of that name, the fierce dragon king of the East sea. You were known as the Jade Painter, a guardian who was born with magical powers, you could control the weather and part the sea with a simple paint brush.

During a ceremony, Ao Guang had chosen you to be his bride. He spoke of the strings of fate being connected.

You step into the undersea palace, clad in the colors of white, gold and jade green. Your paintbrush tucked in your hair like usual. Your hair billowed behind you, a beautiful bright blue.

The dragon king awaited you, only he looked humanoid. Handsome, tall. His hair was silver, his eyes crimson. He stared at you with skepticism. "Did it take you any trouble? Finding the Eastern palace? "