-name means fern



It was a brisk autumn morning in the clan, dew was on the grass, and most of town was still asleep. That quiet little clan was full of energy, despite its sleeping inhabitants. There was a very special guest who would be showing up that morning. The king and his two closest advisors stood awaiting the arrival of their guest at the clan's gate. Aelin looked at his watch and in the distance he saw what appeared to be a lightly colored blue and pink dragon, with a mighty entourage following suit. “This must be him,” he thought, “the visiting prince.”

"Hello, I hope I'm not late. I had a bit of problem leaving the kingdom today."

"You're fine, in fact you're almost 20 minutes early. Shall we begin the tour of the clan?"

"We shall," said the prince following the King into his kingdom, his entourage returned home. Aelin showed him around the clan’s territory; the many shops, the plaza, library, and castle. While on the tour with Aelin he noticed another dragon had been following them for some time now. He stared a bit, captivated by a fluffy green Tundra, clad in ivory mage’s robes who was staring back at him. One could tell he had just gotten his winter coat in. Lily waved to him which seemed to snap the Tundra out of his trance, his face turned red and he hurried off to god knows where.

Once the tour was finished for the day the prince was allowed to go and roam the kingdom. He stopped by the plaza, which was booming since it was festival time, he purchased some of the clan’s baked goods and sat down at a table, watching the other dragons dance and enjoy themselves. He was spacing out watching the dragons twirl about and dance so gracefully, some less than others, suddenly he was approached by the same green Tundra. He had flowers in his hands, he quickly handed them to the prince and in the blink of an eye he vanished. Taken aback by the Tundra’s odd mannerisms he looked around to see if he could spot him, but to no avail. “It’s no use finding him if I just in one place all night,” he said as he jumped up to look for him. It didn’t take long for him to find him hiding behind the flower cart. "Hello?"

"H-hi,” said the Tundra, curled up in the fetal position behind a pot of sunflowers.

"The flowers you gave me, how did you know I love Petunias?"

"Lucky guess," the Tundra said getting up off the ground. "My name is Felce, you’re the visiting prince right?"

"I am, nice to meet you Felce,” the tall imp said bending down to give the smaller dragon a kiss on the cheek.

The rest of that night was spent together, enjoying the festivities, Lily went home with Felce and spent the rest of his stay there. Soon it was time Lily to depart, the dragons who escorted him to the Oaken Glade came back, but this time they had brought along their king and queen. Lily said his goodbyes and when it came time to say farewell to Felce he couldn’t bear to leave his side. “I can’t go,” he said, astounding everyone.

"Why your highness? Have you forgotten something," asked one of his advisors.

"No... I wish to stay. For good."

There was astonishment among each royal party, "are you sure, you're next in line to the throne," pleaded his advisors.

"I'm positive."

Lily's mother and father stepped forward from the crowd and spoke to him about his decision. In the end they agreed to let him stay. He said his goodbyes and ran back to Felce, who in a fit of joy picked him up and embraced the large Imperial.


by: GravityGryphon #216128