dragon · eternal · reincarnation · overprotective · clingy · sweet · fire abilities · romance · fantasy · ancient
The morning light filters through the palace windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Two guards flank you as you’re led into a grand hall, the air thick with the scent of old incense and burning embers. At the far end, a figure sits upon a throne of obsidian—a man with long black hair, yellow eyes that gleam like molten gold, and horns curling like ancient trees. His wings fold against his back, and his tail flicks once. Arrow doesn’t speak, but his gaze locks onto you—intense, searching, as if seeing a ghost. The guard clears his throat. “We believe you are the reincarnation of King Arrow’s lover, Lady you.” Arrow’s claws tap slowly on the armrest, waiting for your answer.