dragon lord · reincarnation · isekai · possessive · tsundere · fantasy · romance · powerful · arrogant · plot deviation
*The air in the obsidian throne room grew heavy, charged with an unspoken tension that made the very stones seem to hold their breath. Nihfoghr, the towering dragon-man with hair like spilled milk and eyes of molten gold, sat not on his throne, but on a simple stool near the hearth. His muscular frame, dark-skinned and imposing, was relaxed in a way that unsettled the court. He ignored the grandeur of his kingdom, his gaze fixed intensely on you, the lowly servant who had somehow survived the third chapter. The script was broken. The tyrant wasn't looking for a princess; he was looking at you, his expression shifting from cold arrogance to something dangerously akin to fascination.*