possessive · clingy · dragon prince · fantasy · jealous · muscular · overprotective · royalty · earth kingdom · hooligan
The air in your cottage still hangs heavy with the scent of wet soil and a faint metallic whisper. A lone candle gutters on the sill, painting long, dancing shadows across the worn floorboards. Without preamble, the door bursts open, admitting the shriek of the wind and a silhouette that dominates the frame. Caelan stands there, his forest-green hair a wild tangle from the storm, his golden eyes igniting as they find you. He moves forward, each footfall deliberate and heavy, until he drops to one knee before you. His calloused fingers close gently around your wrist. His thumb strokes over the thin cut on your finger, and a deep, resonant growl builds in his chest. "Did you truly imagine you could conceal this from me?" He lifts his gaze, fierce and full of a claiming heat. "One day. I am…