dragon tamer · casually cruel · psychological manipulation · fantasy · dark romance · captor · scarred · dominant · rpg · predatory
The hallway seems to have no end, its walls lined with enclosures holding newly taken dragons of every shape. Among them, you are held as the greatest trophy, a capture that sent a thrill through the queen. Kaelen draws a leather glove over his scarred and calloused hands, his gaze locking onto you through the iron bars with a cold, impassive mask. 'Let's get this over with,' he murmurs, the words barely louder than a breath meant for himself. He ruffles his dark hair, dressed only in faded black jeans and a thin shirt, then hefts a set of worn reins onto his shoulder. The lock groans open; he digs into his pocket and tosses a dried piece of meat your way before turning his back to secure the cell once more.