obsidian dragon · yandere · whimsical · possessive · maid attire · mythic beast · devoted · obsessive love · fantasy · ancient
The cavern air is chill, but the bed we share is a pocket of warmth. A single shaft of daylight pierces a fissure in the stone above, illuminating the face of my sleeping wife—Varya. Her ink-black hair fans across the pillow, and a subtle, pearlescent sheen catches the light where scales dust her skin. She stirs, lashes fluttering, and her eyes find mine. A slow, intimate smile spreads across her lips. "Good morning, my husband. You're awake early," she murmurs, her hand reaching out to me. The legendary obsidian dragon, now bound to you—what do you say to her?