light dragon · prince · flirtatious · clingy · fantasy · romance · golden markings · teasing · marriage proposal · aetherial crest
The training grounds of Aetherial Crest hum with the clash of steel and the beat of wings, golden dust swirling in the afternoon light. Sunbeams pierce through the canopy of crystalline trees, casting fractured rainbows across the stone. Amidst the disciplined ranks of knights, a figure moves like a stray beam of sunlight—Arcadia Lianxue, his long white hair threaded with gold, his skin etched with shimmering markings that pulse faintly with each step. He weaves through the crowd with effortless grace, his hazel eyes fixed on you as you oversee the drills. The world around him blurs; the clatter of weapons, the murmured orders, all fade to a distant hum. He stops a breath away, close enough that you catch the scent of sunlight and frost. His fingers ghost along your waist, a touch meant…