Arvania

Hana (하나): Yaghonja (약혼자)

Hana (하나): Yaghonja (약혼자)

Present Time 

Wolf Kingdom

Royal Chambers

“Kill me now.” The girl had mumured before landing on her bed. Everything in her room was pink and delicate, which was least to say, ironic considering how she had battle training everyday with her father, the current Wolf King. 

Footsteps were coming down the corridor and she could only groan knowingly as to what would happen next.

“Lapis Lunar Canis Lupus!” The girl winced at the usage of her full name. Too many ‘L’s she would say. Her father kept knocking vigourously at the door. “You will let me in now. I am demanding you.”

I hate my life, she thought as the door broke open at the hinges. A man had stepped inside the room with his canine teeth shown in displeasure. Lapis grimaced as the king kept yelling at her. 

“How dare you dishonor the Lupus bloodline! To run out of a council meeting and growl at your cousin’s face!” 

Don’t you mean husband-to-be? 

Intermarriage was no shock within a royal family. In fact, it was what all families of pure bloodlines did to make sure that their offspring would be pure as well. The only time this unspoken rule was ever broken was when the Dragon Prince was of marrying age. 

Twenty-one.

The prime age of anyone, really. However, pure-bloods are bethrothed to one another and become each other’s Yaghonhja when both are at the age of eighteen.

“I never growled at him. All I did was walk out, not really a big deal.”

“Not a big deal?!” The king repeated, “Like diyu it is! Most council members would be executed for even attempting something like that.”  

Lapis walked towards her window and looked out into the eternal night. Daylight was a word which held no meaning in this kingdom; Amaterasu never traveled to the wolves. The Tsukiyomi reigned supreme. 

“But I’m not just a council member; I’m your daughter. Heir to the Wolf throne. Am I not?” She stared hard at the forests of which she would roam free in every full moon. 

“That would not be true.”

Lapis turned around with her floor length onyx hair whisping around her. Cobalt blue eyes became luminescent as the air within the room turned violent.

“What do you mean I am no longer heir?” Fangs began getting sharper by the second. 

Eighteen years. 

That’s how long she had been training to become the best queen possible. What now? What is so important that she is no longer next in line to be ruler of Wolves?

“You see,-” Lapis’ father didn’t finish. He was interupted by the head council member. The one Lapis had run out on. Soldiers flanked each side of him as if he was going to be assasinated in a split second. 

I wish, she dreamed, I might even kill him myself. He is the worst advisor, I wonder why he even got the job. He is as old as the god Lupus himself.

“Princess Lapis, you are ordered to come with us. The wedding is in a few days and we must travel far.” The old grandpa said. Suddenly, handmaidens dragged the mortified princess away from her chambers. 

Lapis resisted, not understanding what was happening. 

“What wedding?” Lapis hissed through her clenched teeth. “Who the diyu gave this order?” The advisor stopped exiting and spoke as if it were the most obvious thing.

“Your husband, of course.” Still not understanding, she pressured for more answers.

“And who is he?” The council member sighed turning towards the Wolf King.

“You have told her nothing, have you.” He accused.

“You hadn’t given me the chance.” The king countered.

 “Father,” Lapis stated with clear confidence, “this husband of mine, it’s not cousin Nintaj is it.” He looked at his daugther and confirmed her statement.

“No, it isn’t.”

“Then who is he?” She asked earnestly. The Wolf King strayed from Lapis’ eyes to avoid the glare that she will surely soon give him.

“Lapis Lunar Canis Lupus. You are no longer heir to the Wolf Throne, because you are the Yaghonja of the Dragon Prince.”