The heat is infiltrating the skin of the woman lying unconscious by the shore. The rays of the morning sun are causing the few scales on her exposed lower arm to glitter. Birds continue to chirp and disturb the sleepy state of the lady, whereas the sea behaves calmly. A group of curious kids spots her from a distance and scampers to check if she's still alive. They exhange words of supposition and hunts over the matter until their chatter causes to awaken Amira.With a heavy head, she sits on her butt and brushes the traces of sleepiness away. As she opens her eyes, she is shocked to wake at a completely new world. The mountains high and low she used to adore in every rim of their realm are gone, at least from the point where she is at. The smell, the atmosphere, and the vibe, all are distinct from what she has used to. Structures line up a distance from the grand oceanfrontShe stands on her feet and examines the place foreign to her sight. "So, this is the mortal world," she mumbles
She stands stiff as the stranger approaches closer and hands her the hair clasp. His saucy smell taunts her nostrils. She can't help but notice his pointed nose that perfectly complements his thin, reddish lips. "I believe this is yours," attests the stranger. His sterling grey eyes meet her pure hazel eyes. He too stops to adore the lovely face of the lady in front of him. "Ahm, y-yes!" Amira says and reaches for her belonging, but the guy hides them behind his back. "Aisst. May I know your name first, miss beautiful?" With hopeful eyes, he flashes a long smile. "Amira, I am Amira." She gently lowers her head and touches her chest as she introduces herself. "Amira. Hmm, it suits a princess-like lady like you. I am Kian by the way. He grabs her hand for a kiss but she quickly stifles her hand making him conclude she isn't com
The cold brush of the wind welcomes them as they reach the mountainous area of the city of Lavandel. Amira watches the kids as they cup some water from the stream before slaughtering on the grassy ground. The feels of the mountains bring her back to her home in Hauraya. She closes her eyes to feel the movement of the trees and the soft touches of the wind on her face. Kian can't help but steal glances at her. "What are the royal guards doing in the city? Are they with a member of the royal family?" Miguel's question brings Amira and Kian's attention to him. The mere mention of 'royal' piques Amira's interest. To her mind, 'so there's also royalty in this realm.' She knows a little about humans, but unlike what she's seeing from them, she hears differently from her father. Her known father, Douman, used to tell her that humans are useless being and they are created to serve and make dragons more powerful. Her aba Mandel says the oppos
While the kids are trying to lighten the mood, heavy thuds muffle in Amira's ear. She shifts in all directions to track the source. From the hasty movements of feet, she estimates they are being surrounded. She can't recognize if the group are threats for, judging by the aura, they aren't draconian. "There's a bunch of strangers coming our way," she announces. "Ha?" whimpers the kids. Amira looks at Kian who becomes alarmed all of a sudden. He gawks from a distance and spots a group of armed men swiftly maneuvering in their direction. "We need to get away here," he says. But before they can go any farther they've been stopped by a gang of men and women in black suits. "Oh, men! What have we done?" Miguel cries. "Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. We believe that's a path you're blocking! Let us get away first before you rumble." Br
"Amira," calls the enchanted voice. In one snap, Amira finds herself back in the forest near their kingdom. She runs her eyes around to find the source of the voice. Behind her appears the spirit of the woods—the wood fairy— floating with the autumn leaves circling around her. "I'm back!" she exclaims. Her eyes sparkle in glee but her sudden happiness is washed off by the maiden's response. "Not yet, Amira." The fold on her forehead doublees as she states her contradiction. "No! I AM already home," she asserts her statement firmly. "I won't go back in the mortal world! That place isn't meant for me. Hauraya is my place! This is where I belong!" "Is that really what your heart says?" The wood maiden's words snatch the courage out of her, she strides back. Her voice rescinds. Hauraya maybe her place of birth but her memories of it are all but bitter. She ponders if
~Flashback~~ Eight-year-old Amira covers herself behind the cemented wall when she passes by their catacomb and hears how her father, Alpha Douman, raises his voice over her Aba. "If it wasn't for that sea-serpent, we won't lose Argon! If we have Argon's mind, we will not be stocked in this realm! We could travel and cause havoc in mortals' world and non of our lives will be short-lived!" Douman grumbles while he mourns the death of his hundred and four years old mother. Mandel hovers to Douman's side and taps his shoulder. "This shall be the last demise of our kind, son. After decades of waiting, our alas has been born. She'll lead us back to the mortal world." "She better do or else she's as good as a trash!" Douman crooks and passes over his father. When he reaches the door and spots Amira, he stops and gawks at her innocent stares. He takes a deep breath before lowering his head s
Amira snarls at the condition set by Liza. There's no way she'll give up the clasp. It's Hasham's gift to her, the symbol of their interminable love. "If you can't give up that hair clasp, how do we expect you to give us 'some of your jewels' then?" Liza disparages. "If you are really rich, it shouldn't be hard to let go of such a thing, right? She hates to admit it but she gets Liza's point. She is sure her gem hunting experience in the mortal world won't be easy and she'll be needing some help from some trustworthy mortals. Torn between giving up her clasp or giving up her mission, she decides to let go of the first. Reluctant, she hands over the clasp to Liza. "Please take care of it, it's precious to me. Once I got some jewels for you, I'll get back the clasp." Liza examines the clasp made of Musgravites the moment it lands on the rind of her palm. Satisfied, she carefully wraps it with a towel before inserting it into her worn-out sling bag. "I will IF i
Sleeping sideways, Amira wakes to the two pairs of eyes boring adoration toward her newly awaken look. Facing her is Kian. His mouth curves into a smile when her eyes widen, startled by their close proximity. "Whose morning won't be in glee when your beauty is what they see," greets Kian with a smile barely leaving his face. Amira's face heats up. She rises from her sleep bed and glares at the man who's still flashing his perfectly beautiful smile. Amira's expression closes up. How did we come to that position? She asks herself. Kian sits on his butt and stretches his arms. "So, are you ready to hunt some gem in my place?" For a moment their eyes lock, reckoning what's in each other's head. Amira stands on her feet and wipes off the dry leaves that cling to her dress. "If it's worth it, then, I am. " Pleased by her answer, Kian wakes the kids and announces the next rout