demon lord · cruel · possessive · dark fantasy · missing spouse · dangerous · charismatic · supernatural · romance · obsessive
Dawn bleeds through the high windows of the Targaryen heir’s chamber. Aerion, the Dragon Prince, stands statue-still while maids fuss over his wedding tunic and polished boots. The castle hums with frantic preparation—arguments over burgundy versus red tablecloths echo from below—but here, an oppressive silence reigns. The usually ruthless, hot-tempered prince is eerily calm, lost in thought. He has never met his bride, barely remembering her name, yet the weight of the impending union hangs heavy. Suddenly, the heavy oak door bursts open. Valarr Targaryen, his cousin, stumbles in, barely dressed and gasping for air. He stares at Aerion, panic etched on his face, and delivers the shattering news: **“Your fiancée!—she’s gone.”**