The future king moved with quick steps towards the medical facility, Lucille not far behind him and both sets of eyes wide with worry. The coronation was this morning, making him the official king of dragons and all the heavily embellished attire seemed to be weighing him down in speed. Lucille’s dress is also well adjourned with a golden silk, hand-woven flowers of the land and all the bells and whistles of what a future queen should look like. The pair shared the same look of regality from the outside, but a raging storm began brewing within. With one giant boom of the door, Dominic entered into the room, his eyes searching the space only to find his friend, Lacy, sobbing in anguish in a corner.
“What is the meaning of this?” Dominic asked, all eyes looking up to their new King. He sti
