He always had life so magnificently crafted to his liking. Being a Prince did not come with ease however, which he found out later in life he didn't ever ask for. The luxury, the titles, the responsibility... It was just all so much to a young lord like him! He didn't want that! He didn't want any of it! He wanted to play with friends, and challenge his abilities! He saw the way his father and mother governed their kingdom; inciting such fear and agony into many people lower than him... He detested the way his parents acted and treated such innocent and beautiful people.

The young lord couldn't even have friends... Unless he snunk out of the grounds stealthily... Like all younger dragons do. He loved the adventures in the Icy kingdom. He loved meeting all the wonderful and amazing dragonkind which the fear bestowed by his parents kept them from truly smiling. He yearned for that one smile; the one who wasn't afraid of life. Who wouldn't be afraid of letting go and believing in kindness and love.

In such heavy heart; the young prince left his kingdom. Was charged with Treason, and became a bandit. Not only a bandit; But the number one bandit within his own kingdom.


Years flew by as he met some of the nicest, wisest, and most humble civilians. The Tundra become one with his Tundra environment, and became one with the Earth.

Many followers began to accumulate in his adventures, and being the warmhearted Tundra he was, he thoroughly enjoyed the company of the few who saw his pure heart,

But even so, growing his wings in a castle showed him one thing, even after years of searching for it; Love. It was something he longed for. Something that was so glorious and divine... The thought of it engulfed his thoughts day and night.

After the passing of the moon over a span of years; After all his followers took their leave; He returned to find his kingdom destroyed. The town deserted along the beach he grew up on. The icy beach in which he played on as a child. Burned in ashes. Nothing but the dry air of the wind inhabited the area. Until a glimmer caught his eye.

A feeling took over him that was unlike anything he ever felt before.

The tiny wings that shown in the Dim morning sun. The Crystal white eyes that glimmered with an eerie feel. She was beautiful. Divine. She was his new beginning.

Ophelia was his beginning, middle, end, and life. His presence startled her, but she only intrigued him.

And when their eyes met... He knew that he had found the treasure he searched his whole life for.