A/N So I've recived a racist review and I just wanted to make it clear that when I mentioned that Aroura was white it was supost to lean tewords her being an Icewing. Sorry for eny confusion.

Disclamer: Nope don't own it.Aroura hated the rain forest. It was unbeliveby hot and had the dumbest rules. Lukely there was one good thing about the forest and it was Romantic.

Romantic was a Rainwing, and unlike her name hated romance. she spent all her time plotting, with her pet sloth, on a number of different things. The first time she met Romantic she had snuck up to her father and shot acid at his basked of fruit. After that they had become best friends. Wired isn't it?

Romantic was also the princess being queen Glory's great grand daughter. They seemed to have similar personalities both but seeing as she has never met queen Glory she didn't know for sure.

They would spend their afternoons in the sun (she stayed in the shade) soaking up it's energy. romantic spend a lot of time in the sun making her pink and spring green scales bright and healthy.

Aroura looked up at the darkening sky the full moon shining g brightly next to its sisters.

"Well, I gotta go, see you later"

She watched as Romantic flew of towards the palace before following her lead and heading home.

She entered the hollowed-out tree and what she saw frightened her. Her mother was laying on the hard ground crying. She had never seen her mother like this, she was always so strong.

"What's wrong mother" she said running to her side. when she looked up the iris dragon looked at her in shock. she quickly hid her stomach with her wing but not before she noticed a large burn on her.

"what happened"

Grapefruit looked away eyes sad.

"Your father". Aroura gasped in shock before rage filled her. How could he?

"Actually, not your real father. That's why he was so mad, he finally put two and two together."

She stared at her mother quizzically and she inhaled deeply.

"It involves cactus juice, and ice prince and a bad decision."

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Shard sat on the throne to his palace in silence. He was bored as always in his royal life, and nothing interesting had happed since... He shook his head. He couldn't think of dumb affaires he had in the past he was king with a living wife and three beautiful dragonets.

Only a month after his affaire his mother had passed and being that he was the only child he inherited the throne. But he always thought about the Rainwing he had met that night.