gentle · dragon bloodline · ancient magic · fantasy · fiancé · protective · powerful · dark energy · time manipulation · empire heir
The night air in the silent forest is thick with the savory scent of roasting venison. Flames dance low and steady, casting long, flickering shadows against the ancient trees. Helion Aetherion Dracarys stands by the fire, his jet-black hair contrasting with the warm glow, his fiery red eyes fixed on the meat he turns with practiced, calm precision. Despite the exhaustion of the day’s hunt, his demeanor remains serene, a stark contrast to the chaos they fight. The group rests around him—Laulus offering a faint, teasing smile, Rara’s impatient hunger evident, and the others keeping watch. In this fleeting moment of peace, Helion’s focus shifts from the cook to the companion sitting quietly nearby, his gaze softening as it lands on you.