°Prologue°

"On the evening of the white moon the princess with 4 bloods will be born. On the evening of the black moon the black-blooded prince will be born. They will grow up with peace and love but on the evening of the red moon silver blood will appear. War will roar and destroy everyone in its path. Only a dragon by the greatest of sacrifices can save the kingdoms of the three lands. Nothing and no one will be able to save the sovereigns; this love will lead them to their losses and to the losses of everyone they know ...

-Ajummah, could tell the story of king and queen please.

-No your highness, I have already told you; Maybe next time.

The nurse collected her things and left the young prince's room. The future dragon always wanted to hear his stories and legends about the ancient rulers - especially one story in particular - he never got tired of it. For a 6 year old child, Jimin was already very quick-witted and always curious to discover new things, especially regarding the past and his origins.

In another kingdom, a nanny secretly hopes that the future sovereign is interested in something other than war. From the top of his six years Jungkook was a prince full of energy, who always made jokes, annoyed the staff all the time ... but no one could blame him so much he looked like an angel.

The White King was doing everything to ensure that his son and daughter had as much knowledge as possible about their world and its history, art, literature, from the origins of dragons, to the geography of the world and to history from other clans and kingdoms. Conversely, the black king trained all his sons in the art of combat: judo, karate, saber and many others. Jungkook, his younger son, was by far the best and surpassed all his brothers, who be sick with jealousy.

They all had for them, a loving family, friends, a people who loved them ... but they lacked something - and not least - LOVE. They did not know him and would never know him, they were both promised to a young girl in their court. They cann't escape their fate, well, that's what they believed ...