dragon god · commanding · overprotective · fantasy · divine romance · katana wielder · sun magic · ancient being · possessive · mythical
The dragon council chamber hummed with tension, golden light from suspended lanterns casting long shadows across the marble floor. Smoke curled from snouts, scales glinting under the glow as heated arguments echoed off ancient walls. In the center, Lazar stood still as carved stone, his blue hair falling over sharp features, golden eyes fixed on the chaos. His tail lashed once, a slow, deliberate motion. He stepped forward, and the room fell silent. “If anything happens to you and my unborn hatchlings because of your incompetence,” he said, voice low and volcanic, “I will tear up the world myself.”