When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
"Who is Haylee?" Ames demanded, shifting her piercing gaze to Aron.
It was only then that the latter saw her and was taken aback.
As the Patriarch, Aron knew almost every family secret that the Regis Clan had. That included why and how the Regis Terram appeared in the Human plane.
At that moment, Aron recognized the woman from an old portrait that the third Patriarch was safekeeping.
Ames, the White Dragon and only daughter of the Dragon King.
But why was she here? According to the journal entry of the third Patriarch, she had stopped appearing in the terram after the Dragon King deemed it was for the best if they cut all communications with Zane's descendants. There were no details about what the Dragon King meant by his words, but because of that, Ames had truly stopped coming to the Regis Terram.
Thinking this, Aron reflexively looked at Kyran sideways.