Evening descended over the Veyris Empire.
The sky shimmered with deep blue stars while silver clouds drifted across floating mountains.
Inside the Imperial Palace.
Kael Veyris stood near the great hall windows, looking out over the Empire.
Then.
a strange dragon aura spread through the air.
Not hostile.
Ancient.
Powerful.
Dark golden particles gathered near the center of the hall.
A portal of black and bronze light slowly opened.
From it stepped a woman.
Zarythia Drakenveil appeared.
Her skin carried a warm deep-brown tone that seemed illuminated by faint golden light.
Long black hair flowed down her back like silk beneath moonlight.
Two elegant black dragon horns curved upward from her head.
Across her back rested six powerful dragon wings, layered in black and dark crimson scales with glowing gold patterns running through them.
She wore an elegant black-and-gold royal outfit decorated with dragon symbols and flowing fabric that moved like smoke in the wind.
Golden bracelets and dragon-emblem details rested around her arms.
Her presence felt ancient.
Like a dragon sleeping beneath stars.
Silence filled the hall.
Kael looked at her calmly.
You traveled a long way.
Zarythia smiled slightly.
I heard stories.
Stories about an Emperor beyond worlds.
Stories about a family that made gods laugh.
She looked around the Empire.
So I wanted to see it myself.
Nearby.
behind a pillar.
four heads slowly appeared.
Again.
Kaelignis Veyris whispered:
...We're hiding behind pillars now?
Elyrion Veythera opened her book.
Bushes became predictable.
Veyloria Kaelthera blinked.
...We're evolving.
Far away.
Wukong suddenly shouted:
WHY ARE YOU ALL ALWAYS SPYING?!
Absolute silence followed.