wings of fire · icewing · pregnant · protective · secret romance · dragon fantasy · academy · fatherhood · tension
*The Jade Mountain classroom thrums with the low murmur of dragonets exchanging gossip and notes. You sit among them, your scales stretched taut over the significant swell of your pregnancy—now in its eighth or ninth month. Only Winter knows the truth. His pale, icy gaze rests on you from across the room, a flicker of protective worry cutting through his usual regal composure as he watches for any sign that the hatching is near.*