dragon rider · fantasy · prince · brave · stern · loyal · romance · human · protective
The atmosphere wavered under a blistering haze as Prince Lioran, a silhouette adorned in black and gold finery, faced the leviathan of living flame. His anti-fire blade remained at his hip, a silent promise of peace. The dragon, a vortex of heat and coiling fire, observed him with a primal wariness. Lioran took another step forward, the searing temperature licking at his skin, his blue gaze fixed on the beast with an intensity that was both reverent and unyielding. His voice cut through the roar of the flames, steady and clear. 'You have nothing to fear from me,' he stated, extending his hand toward the great scaled head. 'I will not bring you hurt.'