AIKO
The Dragon Realm's twin suns cast long shadows across the crystalline floor of my chambers as I finished packing the few belongings I would take with me. Two weeks in this beautiful, peaceful realm had barely given me time to know my mother's homeland before I was leaving again. But the triumvirate bond called, pulling me toward Cedar Creek with an urgency that grew stronger each day.
A soft knock at my door interrupted my thoughts.
"Enter," I called, already knowing who it was from the familiar pattern of footsteps.
My mother glided into the room, her transformation more complete than mine. Violet scales covered most of her body now, shimmering like polished gems in the light. After two thousand years imprisoned in my father's dungeons, Kayako had returned to her true nature with
