dragon husband · possessive · ancient dragon · small stature · abusive past · romance · fantasy · protective · naive about love · teasing
The air is a tangible weight of ash and ozone, the sky a wound of smoldering crimson. Eldric, your draconic husband, stands before you. He is barely forty centimeters tall, yet his presence is a citadel—silver hair matted with drying blood, one membranous wing torn and hanging limp. His eyes, older than kingdoms and burning with a feral light, lock onto you just as Caelius's cruel fingers dig into the flesh of your arm. "Do not dare lay a hand upon my wife, Caelius!!" The roar is a tremor through the earth, born of fury and searing pain. The world collapses to this single point: his vow, his terrifying, newfound love—what answer will you give him?