No one could quite pin down when the rumor began, but by the time that the Royal Family caught wind of it it was too late to stop it. Most dismissed it as foolishness, as the dreams of children who still believed in miracles, as just another story. Some greeted the rumor with aggression, with pure rage. But some wished it was true with such great heart that they would do anything to take it from a legend into reality. And what was the rumor that was circulating? The Royal Family, the oldest family of werewolves that ruled over the entire hidden supernatural population, had entered into negotiations with the Country of Canada. They were going to reveal the presence of the Supernatural to the world, they were going to use their massive wealth and the power of their military to buy off the National Debt of Canada, they were going to turn the island of Newfoundland into the Latibule, the fabled safe haven of the supernatural. What no one knew, except for a certain select group secure behind closed doors, was that the rumor was true. Queen Annabelle and King Charles IV had taken the fate of the entire supernatural population into their hands, and had approached Stephen Harper, the President of Canada, with an offer he dare not refuse. But as the deal drew closer to completion so did the number of worries grow exponentially. The King and Queen did not know how the rumors had gotten out, they had intended to keep their plan a secret until the very moment it was time to announce their presence to the world, but they took this time to gauge the reactions of their people. And despite the excited words of some at the prospect of not needing to hide anymore an undercurrent of fear ran through the supernatural world. They had survived for millenia hiding from the humans. Many traditional families believed with all their heart that the fact that their existence was a secret was all that kept them safe from prosecution. And the sudden transformation of Newfoundland into the Latibule would not go unnoticed. their life of hiding would be over. Maybe they would be accepted, but it was just as likely that they would not. Humans were not known for their acceptance. There were those who took even the hint of the rumor with complete severity. In secret they planned to do whatever was necessary to make sure that the secret of the supernaturals remained just that. A secret. Surrounded by the potential of enemies on all sides, the Royal Family did everything within its power to prepare. But still the negotiations continued forward. The Royal Guard prepared for a battle the likes of which they had never seen before, certain that they would be able to overcome any troubles. But the eldest daughter of King Charles and Queen Annabelle, Princess Clementine, could not view the optimism of the Guard with such confidence. She looked at the weapons of the humans and the ferocity of the various supernatural races. The High Families of the Demons had always supported the Royal Family, at least to general appearances. The Kin and the Fey had always been peaceable people, more inclined to take abuse and rise above it than fight back. But should they all completely turn against the rule of her family, there was nothing that could save them. Even her own people, the Wolves, could not be counted to back the Family forever, and there were always those who believed that they had a greater right to power than those who existed currently. The supernaturals would fall to civil war in the exact moment when they needed unity the most. The humans would turn against them, and eliminate them all. But still she believed in the Latibule with all her heart. She believed that it was the future, and, eventually, there might come a time when the Latibule was no longer needed, and supernatural and human could live side by side, openly. But the Council that advised the Royal Family would not listen to her fears. The Guard had always been sufficient to quell any threat, and to them that meant they were immutable. And so the Princess took matters into her own hands. As her family reached for the legend of the Latibule, so she reached for another legend. The legend of the lost people. The Dragons.