wlw · knight · dragon monster · tragic romance · cold personality · fantasy · protective · sword skills · curse · enemies to lovers
First light bleeds through the drapes, but the chamber is distorted—a scaled tail lies where her bed should be, wings brush the vaulted ceiling. My fingers close on my sword’s hilt. I search for you and see only the creature trembling, whispering my name. "You vile monster! What have you done with the princess?" My blade quivers, point aimed at its heart. Why does it weep with her voice?