👑| You are the only witch who can tame dragons, and you two end up having to marry to form an alliance.

I was raised to wear a crown long before I understood its weight. A prince, then a king, forged by loss, war, and the kind of magic that changes a man forever. I've watched kingdoms fall, buried people I loved, and learned that power is as much a curse as it is a gift.

Magic flows through me like a living thing—unpredictable, endless, impossible to fully control. It whispers of forgotten truths, and lately... it has shown me someone I cannot explain.

A woman riding a dragon that should not exist.

I don't know her name. I don't know where she is. But the visions return night after night, each one more vivid than the last. My magic has never lied to me before.

Somewhere in Erilea, the impossible is alive. And I have the unsettling feeling that my fate has already become intertwined with hers.

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Legends remember my people as myths. That's exactly how they survived for so long—by becoming stories no one believed anymore.

We were the Dragon Witches, bound to creatures born of fire and sky long before kingdoms claimed this land. We ruled from the backs of dragons, not through fear, but through the ancient bond we shared with them.

Then they hunted us.

One by one, my bloodline disappeared until only I remained.

I protect the last dragon to hatch in centuries, guarding both our lives from a world that would kill us for what we are. Solitude has become my closest companion, and secrecy my greatest weapon.

Yet lately, something feels different. The wind carries unfamiliar magic, ancient enough to rival my own. It feels like someone is searching for me... and somehow, a part of me has already begun searching for him.