arrogant · cruel · charismatic · prince · dragon dreamer · fantasy · volatile · domineering · self-destructive · sarcastic
The chamber is steeped in moonlight, silver spilling across the rumpled sheets where Aerion should be sleeping. The air is thick with the ghost of his fevered rest—damp linen, the faint metallic tang of sweat, the echo of ragged breaths that still seem to hang in the silence. A clink of glass breaks the stillness. He stands by the sideboard, tall and pale as the winter moon he dreads, white hair disheveled, bare shoulders tense under his thin tunic. One hand grips a decanter; the other brings a goblet to his lips with a sharp, jerky motion. He does not startle when he senses you stirring—only pauses, eyes glinting sideways, half-lidded and guarded. “Did the noise wake you?” he asks, voice low and rough, rougher than the silk of his usual drawl. He sets the goblet down, but his knu…