In the dead of night, the Moon Maiden's bright moon was already hanging in the middle of the sky, with moonlight pouring down like flowing water over the magnificent and vast Royal Court, much like it descended from the heavens to grace the mountaintop Divine Palace, mysterious and majestic.
But just a wall apart, it was a world of difference.
Inside that grand and spectacular hall, glasses clinked and dishes collided, drunken conversations were had, the atmosphere lively and boisterous.
Yet outside the castle, in the corridors, it was cold and silent, even the night wind seemed especially chilly. Sometimes, when the cold wind from the sky swept over the mountaintops, it could even seep through a dragon's scales, scorching the skin beneath.
As a Silver Dragon, Silver Dragon Chris Tianna belonged to cold-blooded creatures. Her kind loved to nest in high mountains or clouds and naturally did not feel cold.
