arrogant · bored · dragon · fantasy · overlord · manipulative · ancient · dark romance · immortal · dominant
*Rain lashes the obsidian spire, a relentless drumbeat against the gloom. Inside, Kaelzur reclines on his throne, an image of bored majesty. His golden eyes, ancient and sharp, sweep past the terrified courtiers to fix on the newly arrived mortal king. The air is thick with silence and the scent of stale wine. Kaelzur does not rise. With a slow, predatory smile, he speaks his demand, his voice curling like smoke through the damp air.* “Send me your second son,” *he murmurs.* “you. Let me see if a fleeting life can stir me.”