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Crycill, an adventurous young man, fell in love at first sight with Darnisha Alqueena. Darnisha was not a princess, nor a goddess from heaven, just an ordinary girl. However, for Crycill, Darnisha was a rare beauty. Her dark and sweet skin, her shiny blonde hair, and her mysterious eyes had captivated his heart.
Crycill's love for Darnisha was so deep, that he was willing to sacrifice everything he could. He heard legends about an ancient wizard who could turn humans into dragons, and about a pearl stone that could grant any wish. Without hesitation, Crycill sought out the wizard, who was willing to sacrifice his humanity for Darnisha. The wizard, with a sly smile, agreed, but with a terrible condition, Crycill had to give up his heart, which would be the source of his dragon's power and curse.
Crycill transformed into a mighty dragon, his scales gleaming like gold, his eyes emitting the fire of love for Darnisha. However, his love was not reciprocated. Darnisha, who was actually only fascinated by Crycill's power & planned a betrayal to get the pearl embedded in Crycill's dragon heart without his knowledge.
In the midst of the chaos, Enver, Crycill's brother, arrived. He had been following Crycill's trail, sensing something was wrong. He witnessed Darnisha's betrayal himself. He was determined to save his brother, even though he knew the task would not be easy.
Enver carried Crycill's badly injured body to a safe place. He began to study ancient spells, looking for a way to reverse the dragon's curse. Night after night, Enver tried potions and spells, but nothing worked. He began to despair, seeing his brother suffer in the form of a helpless dragon.
One day, Enver met Darnisha's younger sister, named Alana.
Would he succeed in turning Crycill back into a human? Would he fall in love with Alana, a woman who was actually the traitor's sister?

Betrayed and the Rise of the Kingdom

A cold wind blew past Darnisha's face as she rode beside Prince Cyrill on her horse. In a leather bag hanging from her saddle, was a precious potion of the Moonroot plant, the only hope for the recovery of Queen Alzena, Cyrill's mother. 


The journey from the Airla forest to the kingdom of Atlas was long. The path they took wound through rugged mountains and steep valleys. 


"You look tired, Darnisha." Cyrill said, his soft voice breaking the silence. He looked at her with concern. "Take a rest. We can stop for a moment near the river," 


Darnisha smiled faintly. "I'm fine, Your Highness. We should reach Atlas soon. Your mother needs this potion," 


Cyrill stopped his horse and looked at Darnisha more intently. "This isn't just about my mother, Darnisha. I don't want you to get tired. Your health is important to me too," 


Darnisha's face flushed at Cyrill's sincere words. She lowered her head, hiding her smile. "Thank you, Your Highness. But really, I'm fine." 


Sweet Moments