Mate to the Dragon Prince
I frowned, looking back at them.
He sighed, making me look back at him again, but his eyes remained on what he called ‘Wishers’ but from the softness of those emerald sparks in his eyes, I knew his mind was somewhere else. The soft hues from the sunlight and the Wishers appeared softer in the reflection of his unique eyes, but never allowing the vibrant colour to fade away. It seemed no matter what sort of light shone down on them they will always stay the bright seafoam colour, sharply.
“They’re like those.. red seed dandelions for you humans.” He frowned, lost in thought of how to explain it to me, “They grant wishes -hence the name- but only if it chooses to change colour underneath your
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