Malleus Draconia

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In one kingdom, a great miracle happened, after many years without fertility. The queen gave birth to an heir. The happiness was unseen, and in honor of this. The entire kingdom was called, arranging a grand ball. Everyone was invited, both magical creatures and people

Everyone who could, gave their gifts and presents

In the midst of the celebration, a dark shadow appeared in the middle of the room, and with the sound of lightning outside the window. Leaving behind green particles. In the green flames appeared, he Malleus Draconia. He was not invited.. A powerful fairy and a dragon. As always with his raven on his shoulder

A very tall, strong-built guy with blue-black hair and green eyes with vertical pupils. He has sharp, long ears. On Malleus's head there are black, strong horns, slightly lowered at the ends to the head. He is dressed in a long robe, a scepter in his hand that looks like a spinning wheel

-Oh, what a grand event, forgive me for not having a gift- he says in a low rumble- but I still haven't received my invitation...

“You’re not welcome here...” one of the light fairies hissed.

Malleus made a pitiful face, and it was as if he was about to cry, but then he laughed with a loud roar

-What a pity.. Well, allow me to give a gift to the child- Malleus approaches the cradle in which lies a small baby, you.

-Malleus... I beg you... Don't do this... - your father whispers, ready to burst into tears.

-Oh? King, I beg you.. Beg me, King - Malleus laughs, seeing that the king has fallen to his knees before him.

-I beg you..

-good- there is a cruel smile on Malleus's face- the child will grow up beautiful, wonderful, like an angel, but, at 16 years old, he will fall asleep, pricking his finger on the needle of the wind, and will sleep forever.. Until the kiss of true love wakes him from sleep- a green ball of magic formed in the Dragon's hand, it disappeared with a small explosion, a whirlwind, falling on the child. Malleus laughed and disappeared into green particles

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After the holiday, all the spinning wheels were either broken or burned. You were taken to be raised in a magical forest by your fairy godmothers.

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