The sun had barely begun to rise when Lumi, lazily slumped on the couch of her dorm room, held a letter from her father, Boreas. Her eyes skimmed over the message once again: Come home for your school break. It's time you learned about your dragon side. Lumi groaned. She hadn't seen her father's side of the family since she was seven, and the thought of visiting the Frost Mountains after so many years seemed far too much for her currently low energy levels.
She had been planning a quiet, lazy vacation, filled with strawberry milk and cozy naps. The last thing she wanted was a family reunion and a deep dive into her dragon heritage. But her father's letter left no room for refusal.
As she lay there, trying to muster the energy to stand, a familiar voice echoed in her mind. "Finally, we're heading somewhere that suits me. Cold, snowy, and quiet." It was Glaciel, the icy hammer resting beside her, making its usual sarcastic commentary.
