Sirens echoed through the kingdom tucked away in the middle of the great mountain range, stirring residents from their peaceful slumber. Particularly, the mechanical whine woke the young queen.
Swift steps carried her to the balcony. Each footfall illuminating a LED tile in the glass floor. She had only heard the sirens once in her life, when she was a small child.
It was the day more than half the kingdom was destroyed.
Her breath caught, and she clasped pale hands against her silken night dress. Gold hair whipping about her face. But the wind was not from a storm.
A great, midnight blue dragon landed on the tower facing her balcony. An augur of the cosmos. Drawing back his glittering feather wings, eight unblinking eyes glowed with the magic of the aurora borealis. Electric blues and purples pulsated along his various spikes as he spoke. “Will you heed my words?”
She swallowed. Those before her hadn’t listened to the dragon and brought down sparking fires. And perished. Now, she clutched the stone balcony for support. Voice squeaking compared to the dragon’s ethereal one. “I-I will. Yes.”
His tail wrapped around the tower. “A plague will come upon you all. One not even your technological advances can cure. Your paradise has been discovered, and your time has come to pass.”
The queen blinked several times as she fell to her knees. A plague? As in a disease? Their scientists had the best nanotechnology. Their doctors had long cured cancer. Their kingdom was all but self-sustaining with no harm to any environments. How had their time come? Were they too advance? Was there such a thing?
Her plum eyes lifted to the night sky, the sirens blaring continuously. Large vessels emerged from hyperspace. Tears blurred her vision, and she turned back to the enormous yet lanky beast. Their kingdom didn’t have any kind of military force to combat enemies from the sky. “Can you not fight them? Our lasers are not meant for war.”
“Just as I am not.”
“What would you have me do?” she hoarsely cried. The administration regarded her as still a child. She was nothing more than the face for the crown to sit on. She had no real experience with ruling.
His eight eyes winked out of turn, and he stretched out his wings in preparation for flight. “The only thing you can do. Save yourself.”