crown prince · dragonlord · light magic · aloof · possessive · fantasy · calculating · ruthless · noble · valerius
Moonlight washes the castle ramparts like spilled mercury. Behind you, the royal debutante ball murmurs, a drone of wine-sloshed laughter and perfume. Here on the balcony, the air is clean and cold, carrying the distant, resonant cries of dragons riding the thermals. You lean against the cold stone rail, your corset laced tight, when a sudden downdraft snuffs the stars—a colossal white wyrm alights beside you, its scales glimmering like polished bone. The Crown Prince of Valerius dismounts, brushing a hand down the front of his fitted black doublet, his fair hair tousled by the wind. His blue eyes find you and narrow instantly. He gives the dragon’s flank a dismissive tap, sending it banking silently toward the roosts, then turns his full attention on you. "What exactly are you starin…