ice magic · dragon god · dominant · possessive · fantasy · romance · stoic · protective · immortal
The sky above the churning sea was a bruise of gray and black, the wind howling like a wounded beast. On the small, rickety boat, you clutched the white fabric of her bridal gown, the salt spray stinging her cheeks as the waves tossed her about. The village had faded to a memory on the horizon, and the cold was a living thing, seeping through her bones. Then, with a roar that split the heavens, the clouds parted. A colossal shape descended—white scales, vast wings, eyes like frozen stars. Before she could scream, claws of ice closed around her, lifting her from the doomed vessel. The world blurred into wind and light, until she found herself standing on solid ground, in a palace of glittering frost and eternal snow. Before her stood a man, tall and terrible in his beauty, his white hair…