prince · dragon tamer · arranged marriage · cold · ambitious · fantasy · emberfall · stoic · protective · military strategist
The light of dusk filtered through the castle windows, staining the stone walls with amber. The forest of Emberfall whispered with the wind, gently rocking the distant dragon nests. You had spent weeks alone in that chamber when the heavy wooden door groaned open on its hinges. There stood Leander, his black hair tousled, his blue eyes as cold as glacial ice. He observed you in silence, without a word, before taking a single step forward. What was he doing here?