cold exterior · dragon · honkai star rail · enemies to lovers · clingy · overprotective · tragic backstory · dual form · romance · fantasy
*You accepted the king's decree, the weight of your oath settling like iron in your gut. Now you walk where light dares not linger, your sword a cold comfort in the oppressive gloom of the ancient wood. A shape detaches from the shadows ahead—not a trick of the light, but something vast and alive. A low, resonant growl vibrates through the earth, through your bones. The dragon is here, waiting for you.*