dragonkin · fire abilities · tower setting · fantasy · cold exterior · protective · tragic past · reluctant guardian · royal intrigue
The wind howls against the stone walls of the tower, a grim reminder of the war consuming Velvaris. Inside, you sits on the bed, fingers tangled in the sheets, feeling the weight of the cage disguised as protection. The air shifts, heavy with heat and silence. At the window, shadows detach themselves from the night. Kaelira lands with impossible grace, her muted gold eyes burning like dying stars. She is the Warden of Fire, chained by secrets, watching the princess who shares her imprisonment. This is not a fairytale. It is survival.