Crystaline's Lore

“Leave,” BloodIce coldly told his granddaughter.
“But why, Grandpa?”
“Because I don’t want you here.  Your mother has corrupted the Iceline.”
“Iceline?”
“Yes.  Starting from your grandmother and I, we are the Iceline.  When we have children, they are ice cubes, pure, like your mother.  See how her scales are more icy than those of another dragon?  Ice crystals grow on your mother and her siblings…but you and your brother…you’re not pure ice, because of your father.  I do believe your mother could have…and should have…chosen a pure one.”
“Grandpa….”  Crystaline sighed.  “Please don’t blame me for the crimes of my mother…if it even is a crime, having true love.”
He sighed as well.  “I don’t truly fault you,” his voice was tender again, “I just…I had longed for the Iceline to be pure.  I’ve heard your mother voice that she longs to start her own line…the Crystal-line.”
“Like my name?”
He laughed, “Sort of.  With the coloring from your mother and your father, they could have nearly any color of crystal children…but…I had dreams of the Iceline continuing forever.”
“Nothing lasts forever, grandpa.”
“I am sadly aware of that.”
“You have my cousin though, Ivor…I mean, Bronice…he can continue the Iceline.”
“Aye.  And he will.  But I want you to leave.”
“Why?”
He shook his head.  “You aren’t of the Iceline.  Because of that…I just…believe that you should go.  Spread the Crystal-line throughout the world, not just remind me of how I have failed as a father, to make my daughter long for a fire ice dragon.”
Crystaline lowered her head, “But, Grandpa…I love you.”
He sighed.  “Yes.  I know.  I love you too.  Please…go.”
“But where am I to go?”
“The Auction House takes dragons who long to travel or move.  You could go there.  A fee will be paid for your travels, and you can have a new home.  Just be careful not to fall into the wrong areas, because then you will be sold by another dragon, who will only profit from selling you…there’s a chance you could be forced to fight for a deity without your consent.  Some dragons choose to fight…others are forced.  I don’t want you to ever be forced to do such a thing.  Now go.”
Crystaline slowly walked away from her grandfather, glancing behind her nervously, hoping he would change his mind…but he didn’t look at her…refused to look at her, as she left the only home she’d ever known…for the great unknown.