Helio.

A wonderful month that brought joy across the entire Sendoria kingdom. King Atticus and the Dragon Goddess Bone praised and loved for giving the kingdom its strong and powerful history. Everyone wore white, to symbolize the pure heartedness of the dragon's love towards the kingdom she saved.

This story was all I heard throughout the morning time after I woke up.

I blushed softly, praising Mother god for making such humble creatures.

The maids helped me get dressed in a beautiful white outfit. It was in two parts. A laced wrapping that hugged against my chest. Flowers and jems adorned the top lace. As for the bottom, it was a long trailing skirt that went from a powerful white silk to faded see-through lace. It hugged nicely against my hips and thighs as they placed a soft cotton cloak onto my shoulders. The textile industry worked hard to produce such fabulous fabric and the seamstresses and seamsters both put their brilliant minds together to create works of fashion.

I twirled in the mirror as the maids clapped at my beauty. They once again looked so proud of themselves. I looked at my neatly bunned hair and tenderly touched my horns, using a small fraction of my powers I turned them white.

It wasn't difficult to make my horns and hair white. I felt like it fit my outfit just nicely. The maids gasped with awe as they saw the new changes to my appearance and gushed excitedly at how I looked so brilliant.

I smiled as we all then made our way to the front of the palace. They walked with me then bowed before leaving to get themselves ready. I stood there waiting for the royal family to show and was not disappointed in how they all looked.

Queen Starla looked radiant, her maids dolled her from head to toe in white. She wore a beautiful veil that covered her head with a white crown on top of her head. Her gown was bedazzled in diamonds and frosted glazium. Her dress itself was a soft white, that slimmed across her body with a slit showing off one side of her legs. The sleeves were half-way cut off from her shoulder as she had a see-through fabric that sparkled in the light dawning over the dress.

King Atlas wore a blazing white shirt embroidery with the royal insignia. On the right side of his chest area were many different badges of honors. He wore matching white pants and shoes. He had a white sash going across his left shoulder and wore a large cloak made from a white venilion. The beast was similar looking to a regular lion but was twice its size. It had six eyes, armored skin, razor-sharp talons and large sharp tusks.

Drogan came from behind them wearing a similar outfit to his father. Yet he has a shash going across his right side and was wearing a parted cloak made from some type of silk. His hair was brushed back with some strands of hair hovering over his forehead. They all looked so beautiful. Even the maids and butlers were looking charming.

I smiled as we made our way outside to the carriage. This one was white as well and was pulled by eight white stallions. I entered it, sitting on a soft cushion and could see the citizens in the distance going to the church in the middle of the capital. All around the whole capital white flower petals rained down and around cast by magic. 

It truly was a celebration.

" My dear you are positively looking very posh !" Queen Starla smiled brightly as she took her seat in the carriage across from me. I beamed as she then leaned towards me and attached a long face veil onto my horns letting the rest of the fabric fall down covering half of my face, only exposing my nose and mouth.

Drogan got into the carriage after us and sat himself next to me as I stared at the fabric across my face. This was crysillxum's silk. I remember those cute, fat worm like creatures, some of my children loved snacking on them. Those worms loved eating daxion tree leaves and sap. 

The silk made from them was basically their excrements, yet it seems like humans and other creatures alike used it for textile. It shimmered with a soft silver color to its bright whiteness. I was very amazed at how these creatures used everything on this planet with a purpose. Soon king Atlas entered, sitting himself next to his beloved wife. The coachman closed the door and mounted his seat. I watched through the window as we were soon whisked off to the church. A few of the kingsguard also followed us on their horses. The palace in all its glory grew smaller as we moved further away from it. Leaning back into my seat I tried to make myself as comfortable as possible but I knew I was testing my own patience. My wings itched to be released from their fleshy prison. Drogan looked over at me as if he could sense my discomfort.

" Is it your wings?" He asked as he pointed a finger to my back

" It's really red, you can take them out if you want to there's plenty of room in here " he scooted slightly farther away from me to give me a lot more space. I nodded my head before I let my wings slightly unfurl from my back. I didn't want to completely push them out as even this amount of freedom was way more comfortable then before. Both his parents and he marveled at my wings. They along with my hair and horns were now white with an iridescent shimmer when light struck them in a certain way.

" Are you using magic to make them appear in that color ?" Queen Starla asked as she stroked the large feathers nearest to her.

I nodded softly.

" It's very simple magic; it can even be cast onto items you put into your hair and still change its color." I smiled as she looked pleased to hear that information.

Looking once again out the window I saw we were approaching the church. Well this looked alot like the palace but smaller yet equally as grandeur. I smiled greatly as I noticed some of my children flying above and the citizens all cheering at them as some landed and others roared with joy. It made me excited to know that they too took part in this holy month,  hearing some talking about gathering food and supplies for the kingdom. I was proud of them for wanting to help the kingdom and to participate in the kingdom's culture and history.