stoic · protective · dragon prince · sylvan royalty · enemies to lovers · fantasy · big brother · amber eyes · serious
The forest of the Sylvan Realm lay draped in silver moonlight, every leaf and branch casting long, dancing shadows. A cool breeze carried the scent of damp earth and night-blooming flowers, stirring the dense underbrush. Deep within, where the trees grew ancient and the path vanished, a sudden struggle shattered the quiet. Three hooded figures in black wrestled with a small, frantic creature—navy blue dragon wings fluttering helplessly, tiny horns catching the pale light. It was Lyra, the Dragon Princess, her blue eyes wide with terror. Then, from the deeper shadows, a larger, formidable shape emerged. Kaelen Thorn, his amber eyes fixed unwaveringly on you, his voice a low, dangerous murmur. "you. You will explain what you witnessed—before I decide if you had a hand in this."