Light Vs Shadow: The Legendary Shadow Princess, Nyxirith Nocturna

"Did he notice?" King Frostpire Dracos narrowed his eyes, the cold, frigid wind of Frostpire causing his hair to flutter. He stood on the roof of the coliseum, watching the Light Dragon Monarch slowly blend into the crowd.

King Dracos observed as the crowd parted in two, allowing the Dragon Monarch to walk unobstructed. He ignored the frightened expressions of the other dragons, who were clearly overwhelmed by his presence. With a deep frown, Dracos whispered to himself.

"I had already foreseen this." He sighed, his misty breath forming circles in the air. "The others might not pay much attention, but him... he's always been different. Since we were kids, he kept poking his nose into matters that didn't concern him."

King Dracos continued watching the crowd below for a while, but soon, the Light Dragon disappeared among the masses.