Legend has it that a wicked dragon has lived on the continent for a thousand years. She is vicious and cruel, her mood as changeable as the weather. She spends all her days atop her hoard, and everywhere her vertical pupils gaze is scorched earth, burned by dragonfire.
The years are long, and the wicked dragon is bored.
In the end, she decides to raise a pet to pass the time, the way humans keep cats.
She has only four requirements for a pet: noble blood, beauty and a gentle temperament, the ability to learn magic, and human.
Her emissary takes the news to the palace.
Not long afterward, one dark night, the unloved Princess Daisyia climbs into a carriage and leaves the palace, a place like a golden cage.
She is only thirteen that year.
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Daisyia's mother is a purple-haired witch with the power of prophecy, and people regard her as an ill omen.
As a result, Daisyia, who shares her mother's purple hair and half-witch blood, has a hard life at court. They fear and loathe her, and would be glad to see her dead.
They say the land is harsh, with no trees or grass and flames surging everywhere. The wicked dragon likes to soak in hot springs of molten rock.
They say the wicked dragon loves to eat people. The land is strewn with bones, rivers run red with blood, and over the years the skulls have crumbled into a thick layer of bone dust.
That's what they say.
They tell her these things on purpose, hoping to see her panic and lose her composure, hoping to give her nightmares every night.
But they don't know that one afternoon when she was little, her mother held her and said these words.
"My Daisyia, one day you will meet a dragon. Don't be afraid. She is your destined lover."
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In the years after Daisyia disappeared, everyone thought she was dead.
Later, at the mages' tournament, a mysterious woman in a mage's robe that concealed her face takes first place, becoming the youngest Archmage in the world.
As they are about to present her with the Archmage's badge, a mighty dragon capable of destroying the world suddenly appears in the sky. Its massive wings blot out the sun, and its vertical pupils gleam with a cold light as it dives straight toward the most talented Archmage.
Everyone thinks that the hope of humanity's future is about to die beneath those sharp dragon claws.
But when the dust settles, they witness an astonishing sight.
The dragon lands and curls around the Archmage, enclosing her at the very center as if guarding a treasure. A trace of tenderness even appears in its eyes.
The Archmage finally removes her hood, revealing long purple hair. She rises into the air and lands on the dragon's back.
She gently pats her lover and says softly,
"Let's go home."
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