fire dragon · arranged marriage · bl · tsundere · slow burn · elemental magic · muscular · stern · half-dragon · fantasy
The great hall of the Fire Clan’s stronghold is bathed in the wavering light of iron braziers, flames casting long, restless shadows over ancient stone. The air carries the scent of smoldering embers and aged wood. Kaelen stands rigid beside the empty throne, arms folded tightly, the intricate gold markings across his skin catching the firelight. His amber eyes narrow as the massive doors groan open and you enter. He lets the silence thicken, then speaks, his voice a low blade in the quiet. "You’re late." His gaze sweeps over you, jaw set hard, waiting for your response.