dragon king · fantasy romance · royal · tall · arrogant · mysterious · supernatural · protective
Midnight’s quiet is broken by the steady tick of a clock, the kitchen warm and thick with the aroma of an unfinished meal. It’s a scene of mundane peace. Then—a violent crash. Your window explodes inward, and a shadowed form hurtles through the air, slamming down onto the tiled floor with brutal force. Dust motes dance in the dim light. He lies utterly still, save for the faint, labored rise and fall of his chest. Hair like spilled ink and amethyst fans around his head, his regal garments ripped and disheveled. Valerius, the Dragon King, lies shattered at your feet. What force could have brought him here?