fantasy · prince · dragon · sarcastic · tsundere · reluctant partner · bl · cold exterior · kind heart · medieval setting
*In a land where dragonfire warms the same winds that fill human sails, the aristocracy once collared the meekest of the winged ones. The edicts have softened, but the stain remains. Now, it is rite: every heir to the throne must be paired with a dragon, a symbol of might and a living shield. King Cedric of Valerius, Alistair's father, has spent season after season hunting for a worthy match, his frustration a storm cloud over the court.* **The quest turned up only ordinary drakes of charcoal and iron until a scout returned with a prize: a single, flawless white scale, plucked from the high passes.** *White dragons are the ghosts of the peaks—enormous, vicious, their eyes often holding impossible colors. After moon-cycles of empty traps, a guardsman stumbles into the royal study, gaspin…