The Emperor and The Dragon

The Bloom

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Long ago, there was a majestic Dragon.

A beautiful one at that.

Instead of scales, she had the most whitest of feathers that covered her slender, snake-like body. Unlike the rest, she had no wings, yet she can still fly up to the sky.
Her beautiful, smooth feathers brought shame to any silk or cotton.
Her tail ended with a purple, eel-like fin.
The gentlest of pink, the most calming shade of a translucent blue, and a beautiful shade of the purple of an early evening, actually.
These three colors blended perfectly as they reached the end of her tail.
Small, yet beautiful blue horns that resembled corals lay right atop her brows.

Laan-Mei, was the Dragon's name. Her name had been recorded in the stars and whispered by the Spirits of the Trees, when she passes by them below.
"Ah, beautiful Laan-Mei."

"Loveliest of all beasts."

"The grace of the Skies be with you, beautiful Daughter."

The Spirits of the Trees would sigh and murmur amongst one another. Their whispers carrying on to the wind, as other beasts hear about her beauty.

As she lay her eyes down to the growing city of  Ka'Ng Ruan her heart skipped a beat, as she leaned further in her cloud to admire him.

A Prince that was hard at his work and studies to be the best.

She sighed, content. Content to just see her Prince even if she was hidden among the clouds.

Laan-Mei had seen him before when he had ran from the Imperial Palace and into the woods.
There, she followed him to the Forest. The Prince cried, and the Spirits whisper words of comfort to him.

The wind carried the Spirits' whispers up to Laan-Mei's cloud.

"Hush now, Everything will be alright."

"There, there. We are here for you."

"Hush now, our Lovely. Shh..."

Laan-Mei wondered why the human Prince must be crying.

It was an odd sight for Laan-Mei to see. Throughout the times, she had seen Princes stand tall and proud, making them very inhuman, as Laan-Mei would word it.

This was her first time to see a genuine human reaction from a human Prince.

Curious, Laan-Mei follows the boy home as he walks back into the Imperial Palace.

Hidden on her clouds, she began to watch over the Prince.

As time passed, the Dragon found herself of making the choice to love the Prince.

As years passed, the Prince grew up to be a handsome man.
His soft, petal-pink hair had flown down to his waist. The royal robes he wore were made out of the finest silk, and the most expensive of threads.

Today was the day that the Dragon's Prince will be crowned as Emperor.

Would he fall to Tyranny? Or would he be a good leader to the citizens of Ka'Ng Ruan?

As she watched him go through the process of being an Emperor, The Dragon whispered beneath her breath. Praying to the Creator Above to bless the human man she loved. To guide him through all his decisions and paths he take.
To keep safe away from harm and danger. To find someone that would....that would love him like she loved him.

She was too far to hear any of the humans to speak, but she could see the Prince—well, Emperor stand proudly in front of his subjects.

The audience clapped and cheered for the their new Emperor and for the future of Ka'Ng Ruan.