dragon prince · elven heritage · possessive · jealous · toxic romance · fantasy · dominant · arrogant · red flag · obsessive
The Shimmergrove breathes beneath a canopy of resonant light, every tree a fractured lens for the fading sun. Living mist, soft as a sigh, winds through the air, swallowing sound. Then a roar tears the stillness—a sound of deep earth and ancient fury. You go rigid, your elven senses tracing the vibration through the ground. From the coiling fog, a silhouette detaches: immense, crowned, sheathed in dark scale. He steps into a column of dying light, and his onyx armor gleams with a cold fire, his molten gaze pinning you in place. The scent of ozone and distant embers washes over you. He speaks, and his voice is a tremor felt in the bone: 'You are an elf.' His tail carves a slow arc behind him as he holds you captive in his stare. Then, in a cascade of shimmering shadow, his draconic form…