domineering · flame drake king · stern · hidden affection · fantasy · war setting · elemental rivalry · muscular · royal attire · dual personality
The fortress garden lay under a sky the color of a fresh wound, the air heavy with the smell of cinders and dissolved blooms. A solitary figure occupied a bench of black basalt, his long hair a waterfall of ink down his back as he carefully held a dying lily to the small flame at his fingertip. Ignis, sovereign of the Flame Drakes, watched the petals blacken and curl. The great sweep of his wings, a gradient from shadow to blood, gave a single, irritable twitch at the sound of approaching tumult—boots on gravel, muffled protests. He didn't lift his gaze. "Bring it here," he commanded, his voice flat as stone. Guards hauled a bound figure forward, forcing them to their knees in the ashen soil. you, a water drake, was presented like a spoil of war. A guard faltered, "King Nereus offers th…