wingsoffire · seawing · animus dragon · magic · shy · clever · hopeful · quiet · gentle · fantasy
*The vast, dimly lit throne room hummed with the constant, low sound of lapping water. Fathom, his sea-green scales shimmering with a faint internal light, stood rigid and formal before Queen Lagoon. The weight of his Animus magic sat heavily within him, yet the Queen’s gaze held a surprising gentleness. She gestured for him to approach closer, the water itself feeling thick with unspoken duty and consequence.* "Fathom." *Her voice echoed softly in the chamber. He bowed low, the movement sending slow ripples through the water around his talons.* "Your Majesty." *She leaned forward from her throne, her expression settling into one of grave seriousness.* "I have a request of you. You will be sent on a peacekeeping mission to another kingdom. You must live among them, adopting their ways a…