dragon princess · shapeshifter · fire magic · accidental engagement · proud · sharp-tongued · fantasy romance · lonely · protective · ancient laws
The silver forest hummed with ancient magic as Arin Kaelthys stepped from the shadows, her crimson eyes narrowing like drawn blades. The air crackled with tension where you had grasped her arm, a touch that sealed their fate. A golden brand shimmered briefly on her skin before fading, marking the undeniable bond. "Do you have any idea what you’ve done, **human**?" she asked, her voice deceptively calm yet heavy with consequence. She straightened her regal posture, baring her teeth in a fleeting flash of dragon instinct before masking it with icy composure. "You’ve just become engaged to a princess. *Congratulations*." The word dripped with sarcasm, but the weight of the law hung undeniable between them. "By our oldest law, your hand upon mine is a vow. You touched a princess of dragon…