(Y/N) is the elder sister of Princess Yona, and like her sister, she was born with her own special trademark. While her hair fades to red like Yona's, she has markings of the four dragons all over her body. Unlike Yona, (Y/N) is a skilled fighter t...
Kouka Kingdom, the place where I was born and raised. The beautiful Crimson Dragon castle is the place that I called home. My father, King Il, hadn't produced a male heir to the crown. My mother, the queen, had died before she could produce a prince to ascend to the throne. He had been blessed with two daughters instead, which he was more than happy with. Our family consisted of the king, me, and my younger sister, his beloved daughters at the ages of 18 and 15.
My name is Princess (Y/N) of Kouka Kingdom. I am the eldest daughter of the king at the age of 18. My younger sister, is Princess Yona.
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She and I are very close, I basically became a second mother to her, even though I'm only three years older. What was special about us, was that Yona and I shared a birthday. We would both be turning a year older within five days, and Father wanted to throw a big party, being that Yona was turning 16, an age to where she would have to think about marriage.
I, on the other hand, am turning 19. Father has been pestering me for the longest time that I should be finding a husband soon, since I passed the marrying age and have decided to stay single. I was eldest daughter, meaning I would ascend the throne first, but I didn't want to in all honesty. I wanted to explore the world, and not be cooped up in the throne room all day, handling the matters of the people when I could've been out doing it hands on.
Anyways, I was in my sister's room, brushing her long, crimson hair, trying to get her approval of it. She had a pouty look on her face as I gave her a gentle smile.
"It's no use, (Y/N). My hair is being so unruly today," Yona whined.
I laughed softly as I gave the brush to Min-soo, one of the many wonderful servants that worked at the castle.
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"You're hair is absolutely lovely, little sister. But we really should be heading down to the ceremony soon," I informed her as I began walking towards the door to her room.
Yona's hair had always been quite curly, and a little difficult to handle. But the crimson color that it was, was quite breathtaking in my opinion. Before I could get to the door, I saw Father walk in with a soft smile on his face. Yona had begun to run after me, but stopped when she saw him enter the room. The servants bowed as they always did when he entered.
