Daiya, the Queendom of the Sacred Diamond—better known as the Queendom of the Unicorn— is one of the three great empires that rule the continent of Belissa.
It’s a peaceful land. The Daiyans live decent lives, holding on to their stories and prayers, all centered on their divine unicorn.
Yes, a unicorn. Sounds strange, maybe even ridiculous, but for them it’s the heart of their world. Like any culture, though, not everyone buys into it. There are always skeptics, even here, whispering doubts against centuries of tradition.
But the Daiyans have their reasons. A unicorn — just like people imagine it, a shining horse‑like creature with a horn, sometimes even wings, glowing with elegance — once walked among them. A hundred years ago, it saved the princess of Daiya, and not just her. It rescued countless others in danger, becoming a symbol of hope. Then, one day, it vanished. That disappearance was the beginning. People built sacred spaces, places meant only for prayer, asking for the protection of what they now called the Divine Unicorn.
Still, it’s been eighteen years since anyone last saw it. The Daiyans whisper their prayers, hoping it will return, asking for its unseen protection while they wait. Some believe it hides on the Sacred Island, where it was spotted many times over the past century — until eighteen years ago. But the island is forbidden. Ever since the queen of that time, mother of the princess saved by the unicorn, declared humans unworthy to walk the same ground as such a creature, stepping on its coast has been considered trespassing.
But that didn’t stop some adventurers and fishers from keeping a close eye on it. Some even claimed to have seen a boy throughout the years, a young and ethereal boy, brown‑skinned, with silver hair. Most don’t believe them.
“Which is great for me!” Kai thought.
Our protagonist sat on a plastic chair outside, beside a small, humble wooden house. He tilted the chair back, eyes the color of the sky fixed upward, lost in thought. The breeze was cool and refreshing, brushing through his chalk‑white hair, as if the wind itself wanted to carry his thoughts away, but failing miserably.
“If they find out I live here, I’m toast. No clue what kind of punishment they’d throw at me… probably something nasty,” Kai muttered.
He always had thoughts like this since he was a child. After all, he had never stepped foot on the mainland of the kingdom. He’d spent his whole life on the Sacred Island, with his mother — Sera.
“I still don’t get why we have to live here of all places. The mainland can’t be that bad. Sure, life here’s peaceful, but it’s boring. Is it because of… my powers? I’ll ask Mom about that.”
“Ask me what?” Sera’s voice cut in.
Kai jolted. “Mom! Don’t sneak up on me like that, you scared me!”
Sera smirked, teasing. “Oh, I can. And I did. So—ask me what?”
Kai frowned. “Why we’re stuck here. We’ve been in this forest forever. I know I have to hide my powers, but if we lived in a city, I could just… not use them in front of anyone. Easy.”
Her smile faltered, pity flickering in her eyes. “You’re blessed, Kai. I’m protecting you. But… it’s time. We’ll talk tonight at dinner.” Then she forced cheer back into her tone. “Meanwhile, enjoy the island. It’s all yours. You can go wherever you like, and I don’t have to worry, because you can defend yourself against anything. And since it’s just us, no one can hurt you.”
Kai squinted. “That’s not an answer. But fine. I’m going to find BiBi. At least she doesn’t dodge questions.”
“Okay, but be back before dark,” Sera said warmly, though her tone carried a subtle warning. “And keep your eyes open.”
Kai grinned. “Don’t worry. You said it yourself — I can handle myself. And I doubt I’ll run into any bears today.”
“You’ve always been stronger than them anyway…”
Kai’s tone shifted, uneasy. “That’s not what I mean. The animals… they’ve been strange. Last week, I saw a bear. I was ready to fight it off, but… it bowed to me. Or at least, I think it did. Maybe I’m imagining things.”
Sera gasped, her eyes wide with surprise and worry. She stayed silent.
Kai caught it — the flicker in her face — and unease began to creep across his own. “Okaaay… I’ll be back.”
The sacred forest of the island was their lifelong home. Though neither Sera nor Kai tended it, the place remained pristine, as if unseen hands cared for its plants. Bears and snakes roamed, yet the forest itself felt like a fairy tale: butterflies glowing with radiant colors, birds singing endlessly, flowers blooming in every color and tall trees that let sunlight spill through their branches and leaves.
Kai wandered deeper, searching for BiBi, his bird. Little birds of all colors chirped at him, swooping close, circling him with joy. He laughed, his heart light.
“Hahaha. Hey, Lala. Have you seen BiBi? I’m looking for her.”
The bird chirped in reply.
“Near the old big tree? Pretty sure all trees here are big and old.”
The bird chirped louder, almost scolding.
“Okay, okay! Near the river. Got it. Thanks.”
The river was surrounded by forest, but to reach it Kai had to go deeper, where the larger creatures roamed. That wasn’t a concern for him; scaring off or even hurting animals of that level was easy. After all, he had powers.
Yet as he pressed further into the woods, uneasiness crept in. Nearing the river, the uneasiness twisted into dizziness. Sounds echoed unnaturally, colors bled together, and his vision faltered. His consciousness slipped.
“I need water… just a little more…”
At last, the faint rush of crystal‑clear water reached his ears.
“Finally… I need water…” His knees buckled.
A sharp pain pierced his forehead. He clutched it with both hands.
“Ugh… ah! Augh! What’s happening?!”
He quivered, shivered, whimpered… then silence. He fainted.
His eyes opened slowly. “Augh… what even happened?”
A blue bird — BiBi — chirped frantically, circling him in distress. Kai looked at her with pity, wishing he could help, but his body felt unbearably heavy. He tried to lift his hand… but what rose was not a hand. It was a limb. A pitch‑black horse’s limb.
“A horse limb?! No way… why do I see a horse with a horn? Am I hallucinating? Probably… I’m confused. I should just go home and rest. Bye BiBi, maybe another time.”
But BiBi followed. Soon, more birds joined her. Then squirrels, hamsters, butterflies. The forest itself seemed alive, drawn to him.
“Hey little ones, this is where we part ways. You can’t come inside — Mom wouldn’t like that.”
“Mom! Please open the door! I’m back!” Kai thought he had spoken.
Inside, Sera’s heart skipped. Tears welled. She opened the door. A black, silver‑haired, blue‑eyed unicorn stood before her.
Kai gasped. “Mom, what happened?! Did you get hurt?! Mom?!”
Sera whispered through tears. “It’s okay, Kai. Everything will be alright. I’m here… I can help. Don’t be scared, I can turn you back. Your dad taught me how.”
She hugged him, but Kai realized her arms couldn’t wrap around his back. He looked down — hooves.
Surprise, fear, confusion — all crashed into him. But he kept calm and tears streamed down his face.
Sera raised her hands, performing a spell unlike any he had seen. A soothing light enveloped him, blinding white. Then it faded. His body felt light again. He lifted his hand — a human hand.
His knees gave way. He sobbed. “I… hic… I was… hic… scared… I’m so sorry… hic…”
Sera knelt, hugging him tight. “Don’t be sorry. Nothing here is your fault.”
“I… I scared you… hic…”
“No, honey. You didn’t scare me. It’s my fault. I knew this would happen. I should’ve told you before. There’s nothing wrong with you. Let’s go inside. I’ll explain. I’m so sorry.”
Kai sat in the small kitchen, eyes swollen and red from crying. Sera placed a cup of tea before him.
“Honey… how do I even start?” She hesitated, then asked: “Remember the unicorn we pray to?”
Kai nodded.
“Well… I should’ve told you this before. His name was Ken, crown prince of the unicorns… and he is your father.”
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Kai frowned, surprised and confused.
"What… hic?" he asked, voice trembling.
He didn’t understand why his mom would say something like that. Sera noticed and knew she had to be clearer.
"Let me explain…", she said, stressed.
Kai wiped his eyes, trying to steady himself.
"Hic… I’m listening."
He didn’t get the meaning or the weight of her words, but he wanted to know. This was what his mom had hidden all these years. He had to listen carefully, no matter how absurd it sounded.
"Remember what I told you about the unicorn?" she asked.
"Yes… you said it was divine, ethereal, lived here, saved people… and disappeared eighteen years ago," Kai explained, still confused.
"Yes. And why did I tell you about your powers?" she pressed.
"Because we’re different. You said people on the mainland don’t have powers, but we do… because we were blessed by the unicorn," he answered.
"Kai… unicorns are shape‑shifters," Sera said.
"Like the werewolves from your stories? What does that have to do with us?" he asked, curiosity breaking through his confusion.
Sera tried to piece it together for him.
"I was human until I carried you. Magic came when I became pregnant. Humans who bear the child of a unicorn gain magic, because they carry a magical being inside them."
Kai’s breath caught. "W‑what…?"
"That’s why I can use magic so well," Sera added softly.
Something clicked in Kai’s mind. His eyes widened.
"Are you saying… my dad was a unicorn?! And I can turn into one too?"
Sera smiled faintly through her tears. “Yes… that’s what you did.”
Kai’s voice rushed with questions.
"How do I do it again? If I change, can I turn back? Should I try now?"
Sera raised her hands, overwhelmed. "Wait, wait… there’s more."
Kai frowned, then realized.
"Didn’t you say he was the divine unicorn?"
That was the centerpiece of it all. Sera sighed.
“…Your father’s name was Ken Hikari Ucela, Prince of Ucelland, the land of unicorns. Unicorns loathe humans. They kill them for sport.”
Kai gasped. “What?! But the divine unicorn was a hero… does that mean my father was a killer?!”
"No! Never," Sera quickly clarified, her voice breaking. "He was a hero… a true hero."
She fought back tears. Kai’s brows lifted, his face tense.
"That’s why he ran away from that place…" she said, struggling to continue.
Kai looked at her with pity.
"He was good, kind. He was crown prince, until he proved he loved humans. In Ucelland that was forbidden. He fled here. A century ago, he saved the crown princess from wolves. That’s why people prayed to him."
Kai blinked. “Does that mean you’re over a century old?”
Sera gave a half‑smile despite her tears. “No. Unicorns stop aging at twenty‑two. I was twenty‑three when I met him. He looked twenty‑two, but he was hundreds of years old.”
Her face darkened. “Then… he sacrificed himself. The royal family found him. They wanted his brother, Tanken, to drink his blood and take the throne. He killed himself so they couldn’t track him through his horn… so they wouldn’t find us. He gave you time to grow strong.”
Kai knelt beside her, brushing her hair gently. “It’s okay, Mom…”
Sera sobbed. “Before dying, he gave you and the forest all his magic. He said you would reclaim the throne one day.”
Kai’s voice shook. “Re‑reclaim the throne…?”
Sera nodded. “Yes. It’s the only way to keep you safe. Soon, they’ll know the true heir has awakened. They’ll come for you, like they came for him.”
Kai gripped her shoulders, staring into her eyes. “How can I… reclaim the throne?”
"Your father said I should train you. Teach you to transform on command. You’re already powerful, but his power flows through your veins. You just need to control it."
*"His power? I thought I already used it — water, wind, earth…" Kai said.
"That’s your magic," Sera explained. "He gave you more: light, sword, and healing."
Kai stared at his hand, clenching his fist. “I… I can use that?”
"Yes. Now that you’ve awakened as a unicorn, you can manifest it."
Kai turned to her, serious. “Please… teach me. Mom.”
~•~
The land of the unicorns stretched out in white, a kingdom sculpted from snow and silence. Unicorns of every hue wandered freely — some in their radiant true forms, others in human guise. They were shape‑shifters, and their duality was reflected in their lives.
In the frozen plazas, unicorns in human form bartered for food and tools, while those in their natural bodies roamed freely, their hooves leaving trails of light across the ice. Families lived in houses carved from eternal frost — some built for human bodies, with hearths and tables, others vast and crystalline, meant for unicorns in their full majesty.
Children played in both shapes, shifting back and forth with laughter, while elders taught them the old laws: never trust humans, never show mercy. Songs echoed through the streets, hymns praising strength and cruelty, reminders of the kingdom’s creed. Even in their daily coexistence, there was an edge of menace — a society bound together by fear and power.
At the heart of the land stood the castle. It loomed in silence, its icy walls dulled to ash‑grey, spires lifeless, as though the breath of magic had been drained from its veins. It looked unnatural, a corpse of grandeur.
Then, a shimmer stirred at the base — faint, like frost catching hidden starlight. Slowly, the glow began to crawl upward, gathering speed as it ascended. Waves of brilliance washed the walls tier by tier, each crest igniting the fortress with crystalline fire. It was as though the castle was dressing itself once more in its true form, reclaiming the life it had lost.
Finally, the light reached the tallest spire. It flared like a beacon, casting silver and icy blue radiance across the snowy land. The air itself seemed to tremble. Unicorns in their homes, unicorns wandering outside — all felt the surge. All knew what it meant.
Inside the king’s bedchamber — a vast room with walls of eternal ice, centered around a bed carved from crystal — lay the one they called “the king of the dead castle.” King Tanken, a man with red eyes, red hair, and tanned skin, reclined beside his mate.
Yamih was striking in his own right: tall, with flowing blue hair that shimmered like frozen rivers, and eyes of piercing pink that glowed faintly in the dim chamber. His presence was softer than Tanken’s, but no less unsettling — a beauty edged with danger.
When the rush struck, the crown on the nightstand — once dull and lifeless — began to shimmer, its colors returning as though washed in crystalline water.
Tanken’s crimson eyes widened in shock and fear. He rose abruptly from the bed, confusion and fury twisting his face. Yamih gasped, clutching the sheets.
"T‑Tanken…? What’s this supposed to mean?" Yamih asked, though deep down he already knew.
Tanken’s expression darkened, frustration and terror etched into every line. In a surge of rage, he snatched the crown and hurled it to the floor. Yet instead of shattering, it blazed defiantly, light bursting forth.
"No! This can’t be!" Tanken roared, his voice like fire stoked by endless fuel.
His knees buckled, trembling, shadows crawling across his face.
"T‑the only explanation…" Yamih began, but Tanken cut him off.
"That bastard…", Tanken growled, fists clenched, kneeling before the unfazed, shimmering crown. “Ken… had a child.”
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It was a dark navy night, and Kai lay awake in his small, somewhat cozy bedroom, unable to sleep, wondering what would happen from now on. His life had always been strange. He had lived in the forest on the island all his life, never seeing anyone his age, though sometimes curious folk would sail near the island to give it a peek—without ever stepping foot on it.
"My dad was a unicorn… That’s wild. I thought it was cool until she dropped the rest on me. Royal family coming for us? Me? Light magic? No wonder I always felt like I was holding back. And I can turn into a unicorn? Sure, but I don’t even know how. She said she’ll teach me, but she’s not even a unicorn. And she was crying… She went through all that. If they’re really coming, fine. I’ll protect her. She raised me, taught me everything. Nothing touches her while I’m here."
Eventually, his thoughts blurred and his eyes gave in, falling asleep.
It was already morning when Kai woke up, in response of the sunlight creeping through the window. Kai sat up, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and pushed back his messy hair. His footsteps thudded against the floor as yesterday's conversation weighed heavy on his chest. He needed to see his mother.
He walked into the living room and found Sera there, focused on a strange book he had never seen before. Their shelf was small, and this one had never been on it. Its cover was pitch black. She noticed him and closed the book, smiling warmly despite the bags under her eyes.
"Hi, Kai. Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah… kinda. What about you?"
"Well… you know me."
Kai caught on instantly—she had a rough night. He hugged her gently. She needed it.
When he let go, his eyes fell on the book. "What’s that about?"
"It’s… your father’s notes."
Kai’s eyes widened. "Wait—what?"
"More like instructions. He wrote them so I could help you draw out your light, sword, and healing magic… and other things."
Kai sat down beside her, stunned. He thought last night’s revelations were everything, but now—his father had left behind a book. A piece of him.
"Can I see?"
"Actually… there’s something he wrote for you." She flipped through the pages until stopping at one. A picture was glued there: a man with pale skin, silver hair, and Kai’s exact blue eyes.
"W-who is that?" Kai whispered.
"Your dad."
Kai’s heart fluttered. "We’ve got the same hair."
"And the same eyes. You look just like him."
"He looks… so young."
"Unicorns stop aging in their twenties."
Beneath the picture was a handwritten note:
"I’m handsome, aren’t I? You’re probably as handsome as me right now, or maybe you look like your mom, which would be better. She’s the most beautiful woman in the world. And you better listen to her, young man! I may not be there for you and your mother, and for that I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I love you both more than anything. That’s why I had to let go, to protect you. I trust you can take the throne, protect your mother, and free the unicorns from their corrupted ways. You can do it, hano. I love you."
Kai’s eyes blurred with tears. He smiled through them, his heart fluttered as his father’s words wrapped around him like a hug.
Sera placed a hand on his shoulder. "Today, I’ll teach you how to use all your magic."
Kai nodded firmly. "But first… let’s eat. I’m starving."
~•~
Kai and Sera were in front of the house, Sera holding the book in her hand. Kai was nervous and a little excited. Yes, they were in danger, but that didn’t change the fact that he could turn into a unicorn—and he still thought that was awesome. They started by teaching him how to transform.
"So, you don’t have any idea how you turned into a unicorn?" Sera asked.
"Not really… I felt drowsy and I fainted," Kai answered, scratching his head.
Sera opened the black book, flipping through pages until she found something about transformation. Without these notes, she wouldn’t have been able to help her son.
"Here it says… you can transform at will if you want to. It’s like changing clothes."
"Changing clothes? That’s… weirdly casual."
"It should happen naturally, like lifting your hand at will. Can you try?"
Kai frowned, confused. He sighed, stood firm, clenched his eyes shut, and thought, transform, transform, transform! …Nothing happened.
Sera gave him a pitiful smile and sighed.
"Hmm… maybe you didn’t fully want to? Try this — deep breath, clear your mind, focus only on wanting to transform."
Kai did as she said, but again, nothing. "Shouldn’t this be easy? Why can’t I do it?" he muttered, frustrated.
Sera realized this wasn’t going to be simple. "I don’t know, honey. Maybe we should move to drawing out your other magic. We’ll try another day."
She turned more pages, eyes scanning every line until she found notes about unlocking the light, sword, and healing magic inside him. Kai waited under the scorching sun.
"Here it says you should be able to use it easily. It’s in your core. But because it was given to you by your father, you have to unlock it yourself."
Kai tilted his head, frowning. "…What?"
Sera sighed. "I’ll explain. You can use water, wind, and earth magic because they flow naturally through you. But light, sword, and healing magic don’t — they were given to you. They’re sealed inside your soul. You have to unlock them."
Kai’s eyes widened. It was complex, but he understood. "Then how do I unlock it?"
Sera focused on the book again. "Your father says… you have to believe it. Believe they’re yours now — because they are."
"Believe it? That’s it?"
"Yes. And that’s not all. Close your eyes. Imagine two doors. One open — your nature magic. The other locked with a padlock. Behind it is the essence of light magic. To open it, melt the padlock. Imagine controlling the light behind the door to melt it. Believe it. Visualize it."
Her soothing voice echoed in his mind. Kai pictured the light melting the padlock. The more he focused, the harder it became to control — like the light was resisting him, pressing against his will. Sweat slipped down his cheek. He struggled, forcing the blazing light into a new shape. With difficulty, he turned it into a rope and wrapped it around the padlock, dissolving it completely.
Then it hit him — a burst of essence surged through his body. Light magic flowed into every part of him, scorching heat flooding his veins. He clenched his fists, his eyes shone white, and he buckled under the weight of it.
Sera rushed to him, kneeling. "Kai?! Are you okay?!" Her voice trembled with fear.
Kai panted, his eyes fading back to blue. Relief washed over Sera.
"I-I’m okay… I feel it… It worked!" he said, smiling.
"I was so worried… What if something had happened to you…"
"Look, I’m fine. Maybe it was just the magic unlocking. Look."
He lifted his hand, light spilling from it, shaping into a rope. This time, he noticed something strange — the light felt warm, not scorching as anyone would expect. Maybe because he was happy.
Sera’s eyes widened. It worked — and he could already control it. "You did it! Yes!" she exclaimed, pride shining in her smile.
Kai’s heart fluttered at her joy. Yet deep inside, he felt more complete… but also like something was missing.
They stood and went inside.
"Let’s leave it at that for today," Sera said, "I’m going to prepare something sweet for the occasion."
Kai followed her like a little bird would follow his mother.
~•~
The unicorns of Ucelland were thrilled by the events unfolding. The inhabitants rejoiced at the news of a new rightful heir, though confusion lingered. How could this be? The royal castle of Ucelland had lost its color more than eighteen years ago, a sign that the original heir—Ken Hikari Ucela—had died. For that, they mocked their current king, Tanken, calling him "the king of the dead castle." Many even called the royal family stupid, assuming they had killed Ken without passing his blood to Tanken. The truth was far darker—Ken had taken his own life.
Even in their confusion, the people celebrated. They marched in honor of the new heir before the icy castle, snowflakes drifting in the air, leaving footmarks and Hoove marks pressed into thick layers of snow. Little did they know, their heir was a kind of unicorn they considered an abomination—one they would normally kill.
Inside the castle, the atmosphere was the opposite of the joy outside. Tension pressed against every heart, even the guards' chests. They could feel the anger radiating from the king's bedchamber.
Tanken was consumed by frustration and humiliation. He knew the people would throw away what little respect they had left for him and give it to the new heir, even though they hadn't seen him.
"I'm going to kill him! I have to kill him! And drink his blood, so these peasants finally give me the respect I deserve!" His veins bulged with rage. "Even so, I'm their king! They owe me respect! All these years they've mocked me, rioted for a true king—and just when things were calming down… THIS happens!" He roared. "I'll kill him!"
A dark sword materialized in his hand and shot across the room, piercing a painting. It was a family portrait: the queen, the king, and their two children. Three wore sinister expressions, but one—Ken—smiled as he always had. The sword had landed directly on Ken's face.
The blue diamond door creaked open, revealing a tall, slim figure—Yamih. He had been eavesdropping, the only one brave enough to speak to Tanken in such a state. He entered the gloomy room and tried to talk to Tanken.
"Honey…" Yamih said softly. "You need to calm down. It's not sane to stay like this. Why act like this isn't an easy problem to solve?" He approached, kneeling before him. "What can't you do? We can find him, kill him, and you can claim what should be yours."
Tanken lifted his head, glared at him, his red eyes dripping the fury that couldn't fit in his heart , then slapped Yamih hard, sending him sprawling. Yamih covered his bruised cheek, and looked at Tanken in disbelief.
Tanken rose slowly, walked toward him, and crouched beside him. His voice dropped to a whisper:
"what should be mine? You mean what is mine! Watch your words. Don't spew nonsense. I didn't call you here, and now you're angering me. What do you want? Yesterday wasn't enough? If I wanted you today, you'd already be here." His tone shifted into a smirk, whispering in Yamih's ear. Yamih's heart fluttered, his face reddening.
Then Tanken's expression hardened. "Go. Request an immediate meeting with the magic counselor. And don't come back unless I call you."
Flustered, Yamih nodded and slipped out. Tanken glared after him, muttering once alone:
"What a pathetic excuse for a mate… At least I can use him for fun when I want to."
Minutes later, in the privy council room—a circular chamber deep within the castle, its icy diamond walls shimmering faintly under a blue torchlight. At its center stretched a long obsidian table, the king's seat embedded with violet crystals. Opposite sat the magic counselor's chair, nearly as grand.
Jisa was already waiting. She wore a flowing robe of midnight-blue velvet embroidered with silver runes, her long hair cascading like frozen water, and a circlet of sapphire resting on her brow. A staff of black crystal leaned against her chair, its tip glowing faintly. Her purple eyes glowed in the torchlight. "I was enjoying myself with the human slaves when I got your summons. What a way to kill my fun," she muttered.
The giant door groaned open, and Tanken entered in full regalia: a heavy cloak of violet velvet lined with white fur, a crown of jagged black crystal upon his brow, and armor plates etched with diamond patterns. His boots struck the icy floor with deliberate weight.
"Took you long enough," Jisa complained.
"Excuse me, cousin," he teased. "I didn't want to meet you in pajamas."
She tilted her head. "You want me to find the new heir, don't you?"
"You always see through me. But why now? Ken died eighteen years ago…"
"Isn't it obvious? Halfbreeds take years to manifest as unicorns. That's most likely the case."
Something snapped in Tanken's mind. His eyes lit up, a long smile spreading into manic laughter.
"That's it! Unicorns would never accept a human king! This will be so easy… Hahaha!"
He ordered Jisa to perform a localization spell. She instructed him to reveal his horn. A long white horn emerged from his forehead. Jisa lifted her hand, and a black thread extended from his horn to her palm. Her pupils turned white as another thread emerged from her other hand, racing across the land at impossible speed, sweeping through Daiya and even the forbidden island. Then it returned, fading from her palm and his horn.
Her eyes returned to normal, but her expression was troubled.
Tanken opened his eyes. "Did you find him?"
"I… couldn't. The thread searched the whole country. No signal of a unicorn with blood like yours. Not even a trace."
"Try again!" he roared.
"Don't scream at me! Do not pull this all mighty king act with me" she snapped. "That means he's most likely outside the country… or hidden under a concealment spell."
Chapter 1: End.
to be continued.
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