That Time I got Reincarnated as a Wakwak

Prologue

Princess Wakana wasn't supposed to be out this late, let alone flying during a freaking tropical storm. With her massive, sleek black wings spread wide, she was trying to navigate the turbulent winds above the region.

Suddenly a flash of lightning strikes too close, short circuiting her spatial awareness. Her wings clip a towering canopy tree and she goes spinning out of the chaotic, dramatic descent.

Meanwhile, deep in the protected ancestral forest, Prince Mandayan is on a solo patrol. He wears no upper body clothing,displaying ornate, full-body tatoos and heavy polished gold jewelry. His dark long hair is adorned with a headpiece.A traditional red cloth wrap at his waist which is embellished with intricate yellow and orange geometric patterns,complementing the overall cultural attire.

And a sharp sword strapped to his side and a look of brooding responsiblity. He' s the stoic protector of his people currently brewing about a political marriage he wish not to take part of.

The rain trickles down his face. He thought that the rustling leaves is because of the storm but as he steps into the small misty clearing, a body comes crashing through the branches.But the body doesn't hit the ground. Instead, she falls directly into his arms,knocking them both into a bed of soft ferns. Her massive, feathered wings accidentally wrap around them both like a cocoon, trapping them in a breathless,tight embrace.

His fierce, sharp jawline softens in pure shock. Her wide ethereal eyes are locked onto his.

Time completely stop.

And then they both scramble backward, realizing they are entirely from different worlds.

The warrior draw his blade and points his sword, trying to look imposing despite his heart hammering.

"State your name and tribe! Are you a spy? And what are those attached to your back?.

Dusting off her feathers,deeply offended and nursing a bruised wing.

"A spy?Excuse me! Do I look like a spy in a haute couture feathers! I am a princess, and you just broke my landing gear, you oversized warrior.......doll!".

" A Princess? From which Kingdom? No princess falls from the sky like a concussed bat".

Gasps,stepping closer,completely ignoring the sword at her throat.

"A bat? I am a royalty of the Night Winged-Tribe. And if your gorgeous, stubborn face doesn't help me hide before your tribes find me, I will personally curse you to close your eyes and never be able to open it up again".

The warrior's eyes widen in sheer shock at what he hears. And before he can reply, the distant sound of his tribesmens' horns echoes through the mist. They are searching for him. And if they find a winged-creature in Mandayan territory it will probably means war.

He looks at the guards' approaching torches,then looks back at the fiercely beautiful stranded princess with wings glaring at him.

Defying all logic and duty, he grabs her wrist,pulls her behind a massive banyan tree and covers her with his body and a muscular arm.

Whispering, his face inches from hers.
"Stay quiet.If you chirp, you die".

Smirking,she whispers back.
"Warrior, I don't chirp.I reign."