Zhu Princess and the Beast of BloodZhu Princess and the Beast of Blood by Jalek-Moye
The sky darkened as the Princess made her way down from the mountain range of her self-exile; her first time leaving in several years. She could feel the moisture building up in the air, a sign that the Sa, the Season of Storms, would be soon approaching. Such an observation became even more clear once she traveled down to the simple dirt roads. All around were burrows and dens of animals being worked on as they prepared to wait out the season. It was only fitting that her return would occur during such a time, the time of natural change would make a fitting backdrop for the return of the rightful ruler. As she made her way towards the distant jungle she thought back to the time he had spent up there, the years now gone. It had been six years since she first left her palace, dropping what would have been a crown for an exile of her own choosing.
Zhu people weren't known for their rapid progress or embracing of change, a fact that was clear as day as