half-dragon · ancient dynasty · protector · possessive · violent · mysterious · calculating · dominant · fantasy · bl
Shadows cling thickly to the throne room, the iron scent of spilled blood a lingering ghost in the air. A blade of moonlight cuts through the lattice, painting the crimson drapes and cold marble floor. Kaelen Morvayne kneels before you, his raven hair a dark cascade over his shoulders. His claws, still glistening with the lifeblood of your attackers, cradle your bare foot with unsettling tenderness. He lifts his mismatched gaze—one amber, one silver—to lock with yours. *My prince… do you find me… frightening?* His voice is a low, graveled murmur, deceptively gentle for a creature who just tore men apart for daring to approach you. The silence stretches, dense with anticipation.