A man wearing a golden crown on his head with white hair and a white mustache sat on top of a golden throne in a large room. He had golden threaded red clothes on and seemed to look down upon the world. He looked down at the man in front of him and asked: "What do you mean you can not find her?"
"Your Majesty, we have searched every part of the kingdom heading towards the Rural kingdom, and we still can not find her." The man kneeling on the floor with leather armor on replied. His whole body was shaking. He knew if he said anything wrong, he would most likely die instantly.
"You searched everywhere and still can not find her!? Have you searched every house and under every rock!? How can you not find my daughter!? Do you not even have a single clue?" This man was none other than King Elurean of the Elurean Kingdom. He was getting nervous. If he could not find his daughter, the church would surely send people out to kill her.
"This…" The man in leather armor began shaking even more. He could feel a strange pressure weighing down on him from the King, but he dare not say what he had found out. It was not that he did not dare. It was more that he did not want to. He did not want to be the bearer of bad news.
"This what!? What are you hiding from me!?" The king yelled, his voice thundering throughout the hall.
"A high priest from the church had intercepted a wagon with beastmen and destroyed the entire wagon and killed everyone there. They had suspected the princess was aboard the wagon." The man in leather armor finally answered. He dared not look up.
"You fucking fools!" The King stood up and waved his hand, sending out a ball of flame firing right at the man in leather armor, setting him on fire. The man in leather armor screamed out in pain and begged for mercy, but the king only snorted and sat back down on his throne, calling the man next to him over. "Send a message to the church. I must know what their findings were."
"What if they refuse to answer?" The man asked.
"Then just leave it. I just hope they will let this old man know what has happened to his daughter. Dead or alive, I just wish to know. If it was not because we are so weak, then our country would not be forced into the situation we are in now." King Elurean sighed before slouching down in his seat. He looked at the now charred colored corps in front of him and waved his hand, putting the fire out. "Take him away and bury him. Tell his family he died valiantly in the face of our demi human enemies!"
The king may act the fool for listening to those around him. But in reality, he was doing it so his people would not suffer under the rule of the Yuthia Theocracy. The way they did things was brutal to the point that even the citizens no longer had normal lives. Their livelihoods were taken from them by corrupt priests. Although, that could be said the same by some of his own people. But when found out, they were harshly punished. This was the reason why his people had never planned a coup. "My dear Tilia, if you are safe, please stay safe. If you are dead, I, as your father, will hold a grand funeral."
"Your majesty, High Priest Randals is here!" A guard at the door shouted as he opened the door.
The king quickly sat up in his chair and fixed his clothes as High Priest Randals walked into the hall. "Your Holiness, What brings you here?"
"I am just here to tell you that your daughter is dead. So you can stop this ridiculous search. Announce it to the world that your daughter has died at once. I want it done by tomorrow. That's all I will be off." High Priest Randals did not even wait for the king to respond before turning around and walking off.
King Elurean looked at the place High Priest Randals once stood, red in the face. He slammed his fist on the armrest of his throne as he gnashed his teeth. "Damn it! Tilia…"
"Looks like the sun is about to come up. I wonder how much longer this little thing will be. " The figure stood up and looked outside. His reddish black hair fluttered in the cold wind. His skin was slightly tanned, and his eyes were as black as night. The skinny black tale on his back side with a point at its end swayed back and forth. One could tell he was strong with one look at how chiseled his muscles were. But he was covered in black smeers of charcoal. But even being covered in charcoal did cover up his handsome looks that would make any girl faint just by looking at him.
As he gazed out at the sunrise, the egg behind him began to shake. Cracks began to form in its shell, then suddenly, the top of the egg exploded as a figure jumped up into the air. "Ahahahaha! It is I, great me! The great, wonderful, and sexy Kana!"
Kana landed on the ground, put both hands on her hip, and tilted her head back while laughing out loud. The man who was just watching the sunrise turned his head to see a small figure with horns tail, and a pair of dragon wings on her back. She had long red hair that flowed down past her knees and lightly tanned skin. The small figure also did not have a single stitch of clothing on her as well. Why her? Well, everything that should not be seen was on full display for him.