The first time he meets Loniani-Nui, he is with Eon.
It's a moment that he will never forget.
And one he wishes, centuries later, would stop coming back to haunt him.
The mountain split the sunset just beyond her. She lands in an eruption of dust and gold. The skyglow painting her form with strokes alike an engraving lost in the Crown Prince's prized garden.
Dragons claim the skies all around them, screaming songs and performing a cacophony of stunts. Huai Tian doesn't care to take note of what his brother's expression is. Nor does he care to take note of where the other monks are. Their beastly symphony just barely masquerades the loud pounding of his heart as the woman before them takes another step out of the amber light.
Clothed in robes of gold and red, she looks every bit a royal like her brethren before her. Crowned and smiling a smile that would make even the maddest of men renounce the world, Loniani-Nui is the most beautiful thing Yong Huai Tian has ever laid his eyes on.
She is also the most terrifying.