She was frail, a fine canary that's freedom ripped off caged from the outside due to her illness. Her (H/C) colored locks that shine whenever she admires the flowers outside, She could only witness the outside realm with her own eyes. The children laughed together and shared their stories as they ran in the heat. .
Her and that welcomes the warm brilliance of the sun every sunrise, She who needs supervision at the highest abandoned tower where she rests and is confined, The Archon's adopted daughter— the one who will take over the Archon name.
A strange phenomenon.
Natlan's succession of the throne of the Archon is used to be in the battlefield yet this frail lady is able to obtain it with such ease, What method or trickery did she use? For the Pyro Archon, Mavuika agrees?
She stood up in her chamber as she looked at the door. “Heiress, it's time for your breakfast." Yona looked at her hands as she opened the door upon seeing the citizen come in with the tray of delicious food for the early morning. Yet her appetite wasn't doing much. “Thank you, you may leave.”
Upon leaving, Yona looked at the food as her stomach felt like It was twisting feeling a great nausea. She tried to take a bite but It was futile. Instead she absorbed the nutrients instead, placing her palm on the air closing her eyes.
“This body.” She said looking at her body, Feeling the nutrients of the food she didn't want to eat flooding in her body. She got ready for the day, Combing her (H/C) colored hair. The servant gave her a shawl covering her shoulder with it as she slowly left her chambers when her eyes landed at a certain man.
Yona, though now resides Natlan, her attitude is still from her homeland. Though no one in Natlan knows where she really is from, only— Mavuika.
The man with black hair but with blue undertones. His eyes that were like lizards pierced a stare at her as she held her hand up high. With a quiet hum Kinich took her hand slowly and kissed the back of her palm. The kiss sent a familiar feeling of nobility in Y/N's body.
Though her soon to be role is to be the Archon of Natlan— Nation of War. She had yet to establish a new set of beliefs and rules as soon as her reign starts.
“Kinich.” She called out.
“Yes, my lady?” His soft tone made Y/N looked over to the hall way. “It's peaceful that I don't see your saurian companion talking." She laughs as they started to walk. Upon saying so, Y/N heard a grumbling noises. "HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT TO THE DRAGONLORD— MMHMMP!—"
She looks at Ajaw as she flicks it away, sending it on "time out", “Alright Ajaw, a little reflecting is great for now.” She said laughing before they reached the arena, Busy with preparations for the tournament.
"Are you participating again, Kinich?" She asked her voice soft that the man looked at her uncertain of what her real emotions and feelings were, “Yes, my lady.”
She smiled, “I'm rooting for you, Kinich.”
“A bodyguard of an Archon Heiress must win, Alright?”
“Don't disappoint me, Kinich ‘Malipo’,”
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Fanfictionenigma definition• /iˈniɡmə/ something hard to understand or explain, or a mysterious person. The heiress of the Pyro Gnosis, and Saurian Hunter from Scions of Canopy. In which Kinich was tasked by Mavuika to look after the frail, next Archon in ca...
