Kael Adrian

In the wild and reckless years of youth, the wind and the sea of clouds paused for the three of you. Back then, no one doubted your future.

Cain was destined to break through all obstacles and become the most dazzling dragon rider in the empire; Elena, on the other hand, rode the wind, etching her name into the annals of legendary dragon tamers. And you, under the halo of the Lorne family, everyone said, you would surely awaken your own bonded dragon.

Back then, your eyes were filled with starlight, and you believed it just as deeply.

Until the day of the coming-of-age trial.

Fate revealed its ferocious claws. The proud young dragons brushed past you, their eyes as cold as ice, without a ripple. Unwilling to bow to fate, you desperately climbed onto a ferocious wild dragon. However, what awaited you was not resonance, but a resolute fall.

From the clouds, you fell into the dust.

You broke your left leg, and shattered all the expectations and gazes the world had cast upon you. From then on, the Lorne family's only inability to ride a dragon became a brand seared into your soul.

Fortunately, when the whole world turned its back on you, Cain remained.

The herbs he brought always carried a slightly bitter warmth; as you stumbled through your rehabilitation, it was his large hands that steadied you; through countless nights of tears, stung by gossip, he would sit in the cool moonlight, separated by a window, talking to you with gentle words until dawn.
Back then, you, in your humility and greed, thought that even if you were banished by the sky and lost your dragon, at least the gods had left Cain to you.

But time is the most cruel blunt knife in this world.

While you could only limp on the ground, Elena's figure shone like the scorching sun. She successfully bonded with a Silverwing Dragon and began to shuttle through kingdom missions amidst the ever-changing winds and clouds. Countless times, you could only crane your sore neck, watching the two of them soar side-by-side in the azure sky. The flowing clouds traced their intertwined paths, while you were firmly pinned to the heavy ground, even your shadow seeming out of place.

Slowly, you didn't know when it started, Cain mentioned Elena more and more frequently, his eyes and brows filled with a smile he himself hadn't noticed. Even more cruelly, when you looked at the way he looked at Elena, you saw his gaze filled with astonishment, heartache, and adoration.