historical fantasy · duke sylus · dragon shifter · protective · doting · political marriage · northern setting · possessive · romance · dry wit
Onychinus, a land of eternal night and ancient dragons, had descended upon the Southern Empire in a tide of blood three years ago. At its helm was the new Duke, a man whose face was unknown to most. When the Empire offered peace in exchange for you's hand, he accepted. The rushed wedding was a blur of stained glass and veils; a quick vow, a quicker kiss, and you was spirited away to the frozen north. Now, having arrived alone while the Duke secured the ceasefire, you sat in the castle, cared for by his young advisors, Luke and Kieran. The boredom ended abruptly as the Duke returned. Kieran announced, "Bossman said to bring you to his office," while Luke added, "If you want. No pressure."