《{The Dragon Within} (Completed)》Ch Hype - Daughter of Storm
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Decided writing LitRPG just doesn't fit for me, so, well, how should I put this?

Here it comes~
So while that pends, here's quick access to the first chapter ^ ^
Enjoy ;P
It was a stormy day that afternoon, wind roaring over the great capital’s rooftops as rain barraged the streets just as well.
Not a soul was visible, not a light shimmering in any of the windows.
All but the castle up high on the hilltop at the citadel’s center, lights flickered and flashed, music played and people chattered.
As the storm raged outside, a party raged within the castle walls, magically expanded to fit the entire city and more. The party had far surpassed extravagant, as little wyverns flew about the massive hall carrying platters of the most exotic foods conceivable through trade.
Yes, Draconia was a wealthy country indeed, and for today’s occasion the King had brought out every single stop.
For today, was princess Erika’s 16th birthday.
And if she chose it to be, the day she would be officially crowned as the Heir.
Erikathyr roamed the crowded party with his two wives grasping either of his arms, not only were his two sons barely seen about, but the prime guest…
Erika herself was nowhere to be seen.
Sighing to himself, he knew how difficult a choice lay before her.
“Do you believe she will be alright?” Thea grumbled under his breath to her husband, Erikathyr.
“She will make the choice for herself, whichever it is, it is hers and as long as it is hers-” Erikathyr began to say, but was cut off by Makaela.
“Yes, yes, we’ll support it. I just hope it doesn’t overwhelm her.” Makaela added.
“She has my blood running through her veins, Erika will do fine my dears.” Erikathyr assured, but just in case, he made eye-contact with a decorated soldier standing by.
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A Dark Elf with a young complexion albeit his many honours of war and service riddling his suit, Kailu met his overstaying gaze and immediately understood the order he was being given. Not having been posted but was supposedly to be enjoying the party, he was only happy to oblige his majesty and leave the chattering behind.
A dark skull hung off his neck like an amulet, gleaming purple when he stepped outside.
“Yes, yes, I’ll keep you dry.” Kailu sighed, hiding the amulet under his shirt, he proceeded to walk out into the storm.
Even as the rain pelleted him, it seemed to magically swerve around him, leaving him mostly dry.
“Picky demon,” He mused to himself, taking the dreadfully long steps down the hill, “Oh nothing, sleep.” He mumbled to himself.
Reaching a flat piece of land about half-way down the hill, the flora filled his purview with a great garden of many colours.
Even a small maze made of hedges lay within the garden, and Kailu moved exactly in its direction.
Entering the maze, he made his way through the many passages almost automatically. Knowing every outcome by heart from the thousands of times he had tread it.
Looking for the one, he would usually tread it with.
Coming out to a cliff’s edge, where he found her where he always did.
Sitting cross-legged and facing the city below, even as a storm went over it, the city was a majestic sight to behold.
Some might even call it magical.
“Already out of your dress my lady?” Kailu carefully announced.
As the normal human looking girl before him rose up, dusting off her casual clothing. “It was getting uncomfortable, plus Maka would kill me if I got it drenched.”
“Here to ponder some more then I garner?” Kailu asked as she stretched her arms and back.
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Erika sighed, “There is only so much to think over, we prepared too much food.” She said with a solemn tone.
“We shall be economically sound even after.” Kailu added.
“Ah, and that mountain of presents…they really didn’t need to.” Erika grumbled.
“Gifts should never be turned away, especially when they come from a place of respect.” Kailu continued reply.
“Oh but then there’s the racket we’re making, won’t it drive away wildlife?” Erika continued to ramble.
“My lady, your people await you.” Kailu then pointedly said.
“Ah…yes, they do.” Erika sighed once more. “But this view…it’s not everyday father allows me to choose the weather.”
“And quiet the peculiar choice you’ve made,” Kailu said with a mild grumbling undertone, “Nonetheless, the view won’t escape to anywhere.”
Erika glanced back at him, her wet blue hair sploshing to the side of her back as her golden eyes briefly met his before quickly turning back to the city. “No, I guess it will not.”
“The ceremony is today, you cannot escape the fact that you must choose. If you’re this indecisive, maybe what adventure lays out there better grasps your fancy.” Kailu pondered.
“Oh, and disappoint father? Surely you jest.” Erika replied with a chuckle.
“I very much doubt his majesty would take offense, you are his daughter after all.” Kailu calmly protested.
“Then whichever choice I make…it’s fine right? Not like I will feel guilty for abandoning my family…my people. My birthright.” Erika exclaimed dramatically.
“Whichever choice you do choose, it will be your choice, and if you truly believe in it then it is the right one.” Kailu quoted, “Your father said that once.”
“Or many, many times.” Erika sighed, turning around then she began to walk back, but briefly paused beside him. “Word of advice, if you were looking for a moment to offer a damsel in distress to escape with you to a life of adventure, that was it.” She teased with a smirk, only confusing Kailu as she then hurried off into the maze.
Her cheeks flushed red as she left the soldier behind her, she grumbled to herself in a whisper he wouldn’t hear. “So that’s as much of a confession I’m capable of it seems…”
Roaming through the twists and turns, she fully set her mind on the test before her.
To rule a kingdom.
A kingdom whose very existence held the entire world’s balance on its fingertips.
“No stress…No, no problem. I can do it, Papa raised me for this. I can do it.” She told herself, prepared to face the outcome, whatever it might be.
Except, the outcome seemed to have been lost on the way, Erika knew she should have been out of the maze by now and she was absolutely sure she had taken the right path.
Stopping suddenly, Erika glanced about, something felt off.
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You can find the rest on Chapter 1 - The Book ^_^
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