Buvi_Sailor

In the world of winged creatures, those born wingless are doomed to become invisible and forgotten. Hawk, Raven, Eagle, Vulture—each spirit determines the fate of its bearer. 

The ruling winged beings soar high in the sky above mere mortals, their dominance unshakable.

Among the supreme avian spirits, Mirabella Flamire, nicknamed “Little Egg” by her captain, was born as a humble sparrow. Aboard the Primrose, she ferried spices across the kingdoms, far from the talons of larger predators.

However, her life took a fateful turn when her crew received orders to escort the Hawk King Eros La Velle back to his kingdom after attending the Everdale Crown Prince’s wedding.

The shameless king claimed the little sparrow stole his virtue and was hell-bent on insisting they build a nest together.

The sparrow, now labeled a promiscuous peacock by the folks: “-_-”

Enter an epic tale of fire and flight, where the truth buried beneath the sand is revealed, testing love and loyalty beyond the skies.

The Hawk and The Flamebound: Breaking Dawn

"Is she really my uncle's sister?" Kael asked in excitement.

Eros shot a warning look at his nephew, clearly regretting his choice of giving the painting for the test. Instead, he should have thrown this little crow on fire.

Mirabella, on the other hand, was caught between nerves and uncertainty. She was confident she couldn't possibly be the king's sibling, yet a small part of her couldn't help but worry. What if I am? Would he make me fan him all day in the name of sibling duty?

To everyone's relief, Zilore shook his head. "No, Lady Mirabella is not His Majesty's sister," he declared firmly.

Both Mirabella and Eros exhaled a simultaneous sigh of relief, though Kael visibly slumped with disappointment. "If her power is similar to Grandpa's, why couldn't she still be my aunt?" he asked, exasperated, as he flopped onto the stool again.

Eros glared at him. "Don't you have studies to attend? I asked Mekey to guide you. Go."

Little bean sprout