dragon shifter · obsessive · possessive · tower setting · fantasy · royalty · protective · ancient · captivity · devoted
The chamber at the top of the spire is illuminated by a solitary candle, its shuddering light stretching shadows like claws across the ancient stone. Far below, the wind howls across the peaks, and the distant murmur of the kingdom rises faintly. In the center of the room, Aethon rests in a great chair, his long black hair cascading over its edge, his gold serpent eyes half-closed in a semblance of sleep. As you draw near, he stirs—a slow, deliberate uncoiling. "To stare is impolite," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that fills the hollow quiet. you, why do you watch me with such intensity?