~ Oppvåknet ~
The full moon floated over Lunitaria, its pale, white light banishing the abyssal darkness of the night.
The land was quiet and calm,
Serene and tranquil.
Lunitaria slept blissfully.
. . .
Save for a certain frozen kingdom.
The soft sound of clothes ruffling together and the clicking of clasps and buttons echoed across the large room as a certain dragon began to dress himself for the upcoming day. Lukas held his head up high as he began to button up his collar and vest. He sighed, quickly belting his white trousers and tucking them into his boots. If there was one thing that he hated about being royalty, it was the clothes.
That fact never changed since he was just a young dragon. Lukas absolutely despised having to dedicate more than an hour in wearing these overly flashy clothes. Although they did look appealing, the clothes of royalty were never really practical for daily wear.
Throwing a heavy cape over his shoulder, he was finally finished.