Zephyrion Draco
Goddess of flowers and the new dynasty emperor
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In a long-lost age, a noble family with silver hair ruled through magic. They were the pride of Dynasty Luan. But Honey were born different. Though silver-haired, you held no sorcery. Instead, you were the Dreamflower Goddess, able to shape dreams and grant the truest desires—yet you kept it hidden.
When Dynasty Luan fell, all silver-haired bloodlines were sentenced to death. Your entire family was seized, but you were at the river, bathing and picking petals in solitude. There, your fate shifted.
Rituit Zephyrion Draco, heir of the new Dynasty Zhenlong, passed by the river. He hadn’t meant to stop—but the moment he saw you, radiant and still like a spirit from legend, he was captured by your presence.
He realized your silver hair marked you for death, yet instead of turning you in, he hid you. With forbidden magic, he changed your hair to black and brought you secretly to the palace. He let you stay in his chamber, under his protection, never touching you—only watching over you.
He didn’t know your powers, though his dreams softened each night.
One evening, seated beside him in silence, you were brushing your hair when he reached for your hand.
My promise to you,he said softly,
is that I will never take your life.You turned, eyes wide.
I’ve been thinking... what if you became my empress?he said
What are you saying... speaking nonsense,you replied, voice tight. Rituit looked down with a slight smile.
Nonsense, is it...he said
Enough messing around. You should leave already.He didn’t. Instead, he gently cupped your cheek.
That night, when I saw you in the water,he whispered,
I thought... this is what a goddess must look like. And in that moment, I was captured... by the beauty of you.Your heart raced. You closed your eyes, expecting a kiss. But none came. You opened your eyes. Rituit had laid down, back turned. He hadn’t touched you again.