Legend has it, those who grow the thick green vines that sprout the lilac buds, have been cursed by the gods. The vines grow out of the bears skin while blooming buds rise from them. Those who have this gift, wait till one bud blooms with a clue to where their soulmate lies.
"Come on grandma tell me more please!!"
"No, you need to rest now" She smiled so softly, as I continued to complain, yet she was reselent, not budging as she closed my door and left me to dream about the clue Id receive one day.
~7 years later~
I was perched up on my throne, tuning out the meeting I had to sit through due my royal status. My favourite pastime was thinking about the conversations that my grandmother and I had before she passed several years ago. She was one of the only ones accepting of "my issue" as many called it. When I first started to sprout the vines she had told me what is was called, duša cvijet. She thought of it as a gift (I did as well after our many talks) rather than the curse most people thought it to be. It didn't hurt, I could feel the vines sprouting, but no pain was there.
"Prince Finka"
"mhh, oh, yes"
"What are your thoughts?"
"On what?"
"ugh, I'm sorry for my son" my father shook his head at me, he knew I tuned these things out, but did not try to stop me so I was upset that he was upset at me.
"Its okay your majesty, we were asking if you'd want to try and see if you could fasten the process of the blooming" A beta was now speaking, more confident than the last guy.
"uhh, what???"
"We want to know if you would be okay with attempting to speed the process of your clue flower blooming to find your mate faster" my father knew he had to spell it out for me
"WHAT NO! If you try that then it may never bloom"
"I know, but I am getting very tired and you will soon need to take over as king, and cannot do so without your mate"
"My thoughts are NO" I spoke harsher than I intended.
"Then, you will go to the glavni, to try and find them"
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It had been two days since my father decided to send out to find my soulmate. I hated calling them just my mate, it was weird. Id been set up with everything Id need for a weeks trip, even though I didn't plan on changing from my Zmaj form often.
"You look stressed, your vines are dancing" my best friend Anto, he was there for me no matter what, even though he thought "my issue" was weird at times, he was kind always.
"ah, I wish I would stop doing that, it makes it so obvious"
"ha, so does your face"
"shut up"
"Yes your highness" he knew I hated it when he treated me like I was royalty (even though I was) I hated people acting different around me, especially him. Being royal did help with people not mentioning "my issue" so that was a bonus; excluding the even weirder stares I got for being royal with it. It was well known but only really occurred to pučana. Having a royal have this was shocking, even more so since I was to take my fathers place on the throne.
"I always assumed Id be going on an adventure, but not to speed the process, I wish I could just let it happen naturally" I huffed out, I was so irritated
"maybe if you just chill in you Zmaj form for a bit, once you transform back, itll, just happen, ya know" Anto said with his over dramatic hand motions
"hopefully"

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duša cvijet•Soul Flower
FantasyLegend has it, those who grow the thick green vines that sprout the lilac buds, have been cursed by the gods. The vines grow out of the bears skin while blooming buds rise from them. Those who have this gift, wait till one bud blooms with a clue to...