THE YOUNG DRAGON AND HER MOTHER'S NEST.

***In Consort Tamara's Palace within the Imperial Dynasty..

     Tamara heart has been over the moon for the past night with the tension from the three weeks of stress replaced by joy.

     Princess Seflim Andruv -ö- Niel, her twelve years old daughter just entered the first rank of cultivation and with tri-pathways!. This feat is beyond extraordinary even by the Imperial standards.

     She didn't have access to the most detailed cultivation information about the most talented people from the linage of the Imperial family but she refused to believe that there's anybody who can possibly dare look down on this monstrous feat.

     Her daughter!, her genius daughter not only sensed mana at the age of ten even though the standard age by Imperial standards is twelve but she has now broken through as a Beginner rank Cultivator at twelve years old even though the standard age but Imperial standards is eighteen!!!!.

     Six whole years ahead of the so called Imperial standards!.

     It's very natural that Tamara would be wearing a creepy smile of excitement and joy as she watches her daughter diligently training her martials as usual.

     No masters around, No sparring partners it's just Seflim and her sword delivering a beautiful performance with her blade singing through the air under the graceful command of her body.

     After a while, her daughter stops her martial dance with the bronze sword in her hand vanishing into sparks. She stands still in the sand for a moment while checking our the feel of her body.

     Breaking through into the First rank, Seflim's body have under-gone a full evolution. Her Eclipse flood dragon bloodline is coming active and she can feel it through every fibre of her body and mind.

     Her body is becoming stronger and stronger beyond what should be capable for a normal Rank One Cultivators to ever achieve, her reflexes were faster and her mana capacity is at the cheat level.

     She has grown a bit taller over night and the blood rolling through her veins like a stormy sea is bringing her a type of pride that is difficult to control.

     She feels like a star, like a ultimate ruler, a spectacle that only graces its presence to the world once every century. She feels like the ultimate Eclipse and that it is her very calling to rule over these lands. It is arrogant, a little toxic but it is so natural that is just feels right.

     Clenching her fists, she felt her bones crackle with explosive yet gentle power as her blood rolls faster in her fists. Her breaths becomes shorter and heavy as a build up of power accumulates in her body.

     Her mind hears mental dragons roaring in pride, expressing their very authority over the movement of the sun, the moon, the earth, the shadows, the Oceans and the mind of all living things. She is one of them!

     She's their descendant!!!...

     She has the right to carry their blood with pride!..

     She is a dragon and one day, she'll spread her winds so vast that the sun would be covered entirely,.. eaten up ruthlessly by her brilliance with the only light being the one she allows through.

     Seflim felt her heart going through a countless changes followed by her lungs. The air she breathed in became warmer as her lungs filtered mana directly into her body, her heart pumped blood faster and more powerfully and her Eclipse flood dragon bloodline begun to devour her other bloodlines.

     The bloodline she has gotten from her mother!,..

     The fiery Armadillo Bloodline.

     Her mother's bloodline would be considered very impressive before the geniuses outside the Imperial court but before a dragons might, it couldn't even find the willpower to offer any resistance as it gets completely devoured.

     A small change comes in her  Eclipse flood dragon bloodline as it mutated a bit. The mana flowing over her body became fiery hot and solid. Like an invisible plate of armour.

     Everything within her keeps on changing at a steady pace but she didn't make any attempts to stop it.

     She is now becoming much stronger than she have expected even with her bloodline and yet she hasn't ever felt so hungry for more power.

     She felt weak despite increasing her strength and she could almost feel her Mutated Eclipse Flood Dragon bloodline grumbling in fury that it couldn't yet display its full brilliance.

     Her bloodline is bringing about many changes and one of the most notable change is the deepening of her shadows shade. She felt more than a bit incomplete.

     She has always heard about the existence of a person bound to her by the influence in fate of her Imperial bloodline but she has never felt the need to find or care about this person.

     Everything has changed because at this moment, she wanted, no.. she needed her shadow by her shadow.

     With this new yet instinct-like desires on her mind, Princess Seflim failed to notice her mother's presence appearing behind her.

     "You should take a break, your mana flow is completely chaotic..", Tamara says as she approaches her daughter and the most precious thing in her world from behind.

     Seflim turns her head without moving her body as she takes a look at her approaching mother's figure. She could almost smell the pride, joy and love coming from her mother and knowing that its all directed to her made Seflim feel happy.

     Though she is not always there and Seflim always misses her, her mother is and will always be her safe heaven. As far as she knows, her mother would probably quench the very flames of the sun if she as much as asked her to.

     Tamara is always working to bring her daughter the very top which in Tamara's opinion is her daughter's destiny but this act all comes with heavy expectations from Seflim.

     Seflim has always been able to keep up and exceed her mother's expectations as it is always her joy and duty to make her mother proud.

     But this time the expectations Seflim is beginning to set for herself is much higher than her mother's. Her expectations for herself are beyond the boundaries of normal and she's even a little scared she wouldn't be able to keep up yet she finds herself challenging her to.

     Without turning around, Seflim feels her mother's familiar scent enveloping her into a hug as Tamara plants small kisses on her light blue hair.

     Almost outside her control, Seflim feels her body calming down with her hearts pace relaxing in response to being surrounded by her mother's protective mana and love.