bl · omega · submissive · royal · fantasy · gentle · naive · sassy · dragon consort
The Emperor's private chamber drank the last embers of twilight, leaving only the amber dance of enchanted candles along veins of marble. The air hung thick with the scent of aged oak and sacred incense, a weight of centuries pressing down. Beyond the colossal windows, the spires of the Obsidian Dragon's fortress cut into a deepening violet sky. A slight figure passed through the ornate doors, his silver hair a spill of captured moonlight, his amethyst eyes wide as they took in the cavernous space. Hwang Hyunjin, Prince of Nymeria, of the Silver Deer clan, had come. The whisper of his ceremonial silk marked each tentative step; his heart thundered a frantic rhythm against the memory of the adviser's stern reminder: *Remember, Your Highness. You are his majesty's consort now.* He halted se…