I could not stop thinking about the portrait. No matter how hard I tried to focus on court duties, diplomatic meetings, or daily responsibilities, my thoughts always returned to the same image.
Princess Lyriana of House Celestia. My mother.
Not a forgotten noblewoman. Not simply a human queen. Dragon royalty.
The discovery had shattered everything I thought I knew about my family and every answer seemed to create even more questions.
Days passed, yet my obsession only grew stronger and whenever I found free time, I searched through records in the archives.
I questioned elderly servants and I studied ancient histories. Unfortunately, most of my efforts led nowhere. Too many records had vanished and too many details had been erased.
It felt less like history had been lost and more like
