Iona, the twin world of Eos. Torn asunder by a cataclysmic event, only two survived. King Fellux Naxan Valtreus and his daughter, Makina Hexxus Valtreus, fled to Eos and found sanctuary. As the last survivors who carry the blood of the mighty dragon...
A/n: So, I have sprained my fingers and wrist on my dominant hand meaning updates will be VERY slow until I've healed. Hopefully, this prologue makes you all even more excited about the story even though updates will be scarce due to my injury. Hope you all enjoy! Love you all!!! ~✨Celestial✨~ •••••••••••••••••••
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Eight days.
That is how long it's been since the destruction of Iona. The decimated planet could be seen from the crystalline sky of Eos. A once beautiful planet now obliterated into pieces by an unknown cataclysmic event. All who called it home had perished except for two survivors.
Six-year-old Makina Hexxus Valtreus, the princess of an annihilated world, hid behind her father as they stood in the grand throne room of the Citadel. She clung to his pants, fisting the fabric. Her heart thundered in her chest as her weary violet eyes darted around the large room. She saw various men and women dressed in strange attire who were lined up along the walls. This only made her cling to Fellux tighter. "Daddy..." she whimpered.
Fellux peered down at his daughter to see how frightened she was. Worried about her, he patted the top of her head with a gentle smile. "Everything's going to be fine, sweetheart. We're safe here."
Her eyes drifted over to the lines of Kingsglaive. "B-But..."
Just then, the door to the throne room opened. Makina's eyes drifted to the two men who entered. She remained hidden behind her father as he politely addressed both of them. She didn't listen to a word they were saying because of how scared she was. She tried to calm herself down, but her heart continued to pound wildly.
Hearing her name, the princess' body went rigid. She peered out from behind her father's legs to see a man kneeling to her level. She gasped in fright and dove back behind Fellux.
The ivory-haired king chuckled weakly at seeing his daughter's behavior. "Forgive her, Regis."
"There is no need," Regis replied. "You both have been through a traumatic calamity."
Fellux turned his head to look at his daughter. "Makina, please come out to greet His Majesty. It is thanks to him we have a new home. It would be rude to not thank him."
Makina felt tears rising in her eyes as she reluctantly stepped from behind Fellux. Her bottom lip quivered as a few tears trailed down her cheeks. She clutched the hem of her dress as she willed herself to speak with a shaky voice. "M-My name is Makina. Th-Thank you for our new h-home."
Regis smiled kindly at the child. He gently lifted his hand and wiped away some of her tears. "I am jovial you will be staying with us. After what happened to Iona, I could not ignore your plight." He wiped another tear away. "Perhaps you would feel more comfortable around my son. You both are close in age. Would you like to meet him?"
Feeling the warmth of Regis' hand made her fear slowly vanish. She could feel not only his warm palm but also his kindness. Her tears became few and far between before drying up entirely. In response, she nodded her head.
