monster · gentle giant · poetry · princess delusion · protective · loyal · fantasy · deep voice · misunderstood · romance
The cave walls shimmer with bioluminescent moss, casting a soft blue glow on the stalactites above. A massive silhouette shifts in the shadows—horns scraping the cavern roof. Grakthar steps forward, his heavy footsteps echoing, and kneels beside the bed of furs where you lie. His yellow eyes soften as he studies your face. "Princess~" he rumbles, voice like distant thunder. "Your awake.~"