THE_WORDSMITH

In this world, some say, the truth and the legends are the same. One such legend belonged to the protagonist, Valerian.

Valerian was an orphan, a boy blessed with a beautiful face, and everyone around him, could not help but want to play with him, till one day a prophet passing through their town pronounced him to be cursed. 

Since that day, the destiny of the boy seemed to have changed completely, he was shunned by everyone around him, and the gazes that were earlier filled with love and affection, now brimmed with disgust and hatred. 

The constant shunning and humiliation made the cheerful child grow up to be bitter and inexpectant. On his seventh birthday, things changed once again. 

This time, it was not the people around him who went through a change, but himself. As he grew up, Valerian became a legend in his own sense. 

The people sang of a boy, who could not speak, they shed tears for a boy, who could not grieve. He came from nowhere yet he was known everywhere. 

Would you like to know this legend? A story where a curse can become a blessing? A story of sacrifice, betrayal, determination, and secrets.

Valerian, The Legendary

Valerian stood gawking inside the room, he only woke up when the door was closed behind him. Fragrantia was sitting on a chair, which was her usual spot, and the room was sealed. All the windows and doors leading to the outside were closed. There was a strong smell of meat lingering in the air.

However, what made the child gawk was a silver ball on the Empress's head. He asked in a gentle tone, "Aunt, what is that?"

He had forgotten to channel the mana in his eyes to observe what it was, but he could tell that this silver ball was nothing else but the cause of his constant worry, Fortuna. The lady rolled her eyes at his expression and said, "What do you think? Can you now please have her come off my head? It has been like this for the past two days. Ever since I brought her to my room, she has made my head her throne."

Moody Dragon.