Prologue

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All the IceWings flock towards the hatching egg. Crystal-like scales sent cascades of life reflecting of each as Icewings over IceWings flopped over each other just to see the dawn of the new Royal. Slowly, the raucous stops, as Queen Glacier steps out from the pearl-laced doorway with two other IceWings following close behind her. One IceWings had diamonds and pearls dangling from her horns and neck and miraculous moon-white scales. The second dragon had scars slicing across his mouth; he had pale blue scales and had a strange amulet around his neck.

As they reached the egg, Queen Glacier began, "Today, we all will be adorned in the basking glory of a new Royal-blood. It shall be a grand day in which we shall gaze upon a new Queen," As she says this, she ushers the two dragons behind her to stand next to the egg. "This is my niece, Aurora, who has now become a true mother and this is her dazzling husband, Snowdrift." As she says these words, the egg begins to crack and suddenly the egg explodes out and in its place was a rampaging baby IceWing.
 
The dragonet roars in fury as it exhales out waves of frost around the crowd. The dragons all gasp as they see a strange marking implemented on the baby's talons, soon everyone realized this IceWing was not going to be the new queen ever, it was a prince. "Polarbear."

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