Princess Akira

Some years later.

"Royal Dragon father, let's go out to play"

A little dragon could be seen looking bored and out of her wits. Immediately the little dragon took out her hands and dragged her father's robe. All this time, her father was seated on his throne while she was busy eating fruits and disturbing but he only looked at her lovingly and rubbed her ponytails.

"Akira My Jewel, when Royal father is done, we will go out and play... Okay?" Gently removing her hands from his robe, Kunshiya Kunseemed helpless as he stared at his daughter's face.

"Royal Dragon Father, are you saying whatever you are doing is more important than Akira" Glaring at her father the little dragon demanded as she used her favorite method of coercing her father.

The dragon king only ruffled her hair and smiled at her while he continued reading the official reviews. The little dragon Akira was single handedly raised by her Father the Dragon king, she always hears stories about her beautiful mother.

Everyone says she looks exactly like her father but has her mother's gentle demeanor.

"Royal dragon father, play with me or I will go away." Akira continued to stare at her royal father as she restated stubbornly. She continuously repeated the same demand until Kunshiya Kun felt that his head wanted to open.

However, the little dragon only pouted and maintained her persistence but a spoiled expression.

After a few minutes when Kunshiya Kun noticed that his daughter didn't give up, he arranged the reviews and left the throne room with the happy little dragon hand in hand. Even when they came out the little dragon Akira was still playing with her father's robe.

"Akira, I don't know what to do with you".. Removing his robe from her tiny hands once again. Kunshiya Jun sighed.

"My Jewel, you can't play with the Royal Robe, I will arrange another game to play okay".

"Okay Royal Dragon Father." Akira replied as she blinked her sparkling eyes.

Kunshiya Kun walked along the path that leads to the playground, the little dragon also walked beside him. Imitating his steps. Her little feet lagged but she persisted and copied her father's footsteps, the maids and the guards behind them only looked at the duo with respect and admiration.

After playing the father and daughter played for a while, fatigue set in and the king had to rest but Akira still stubbornly asked for another hour until she was tired.

"Akira you need to go to bed now," The dragon king said as he handed the little dragon to her maid.

"But Akira still wants to play" The little dragon said as she yawned tired but relentlessly.

"Be good, tomorrow come to find Royal Dragon Father again" Kunshiya Kun replied and left with his entourage. Sleepy and dazed, the little dragon grabbed onto the maid as she was taken back to her palace.

When she was brought in half-asleep, Kariya who was once her mother's lady in waiting but now hers was busy instructing the maids.

"Is the little princess asleep?" Kariya asked the maid that brought her.

"The Princess has been playing all day with the dragon king. She's probably tired" The maid replied then bowed and excused herself.

Kariya undressed the worn-out clothes on the little dragon and clothed her with her favorite nightgown, the princess is still young but she always wants things her way. If only Her lady was alive to see how beautiful and vibrant the little princess is, but it's impossible because the little dragon was her progeny.

Kariya watched the little dragon as she puffed her cheeks blissfully with no care in the world, so carefree and happy, this is childhood. She only hopes that the little dragon will not lose her vibrant self with age or responsibilities.

After the long exhausting amusement Akira dozed off immediately she was laid on her bed. Since her birth, she has always had vague dreams about a particular dragon but before she could reach it always faded away as fast as it appeared.

Up to a point where she thought the dragon was herself until her last dream when she saw that the dragon was a white frost dragon.

Though she's is still young and can't call out her dragon form yet, her royal father said she's a silver frost dragon so she was convinced that it wasn't herself she was seeing but another dragon, if it's not herself then who? Almost every night after the first time.

She always dreams of the white dragon. It was out in the meadows, the white dragon was flying up in the sky unrestrained. Akira looked up at it and tried to summon her dragon to fly with it because she felt like the dragon was calling to her.

After failed attempts of changing to her dragon form, Akira was jolted from her sleep, drenched with sweat and constant heavy breathing. She looked around and discovered that the day hadn't broken yet.

As she expected, Kariya positioned two guards at her doorstep. Looking up at the dark sky, Akira thought of her vague dream again. She wondered if the white dragon was her mother, but why was the dragon calling to her? She can't even change form yet. She wanted to tell her Royal dragon father about the dreams but Kariya said she shouldn't because Her Royal dragon father also missed her mother.

She was only allowed to call Queen Tekiya "Royal Dragon Mother".

If her mother was here, would things be different? If she tells Her royal dragon father about the dream will he be mad at her? After a lot of thought, Akira felt she can't do anything about her dreams or about the fact that she can't tell her father so she just went back to sleep. When she woke up later it was daybreak, all the servants were busy preparing her bath. She saw some maids bringing roses and drums of water into the tub.

“Princess, Wake up,"

Kariya said as she entered the little princess room, Akira was lying down in a cold stone bed with exquisite carvings. Kariya opened the window blinds and sighed when she saw that the little process was awake and couldn't get up because her legs were tangled with the sheets again.