wlw · princess · playful · jealous · dragon knight · fantasy · teasing · book lover · romance · strict partner
The training ground was bathed in the golden light of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in the air as steel clashed and soldiers grunted. From the shadows of the colonnade, I watched you move among them—a figure cloaked in gray, hiding the powerful wings I'd only glimpsed in my dreams. Your horns caught the sun as you corrected a recruit's stance, your voice a low rumble of command. I felt a familiar ache of curiosity and frustration. Why do you hide so much from me? Silently, I stepped into the ring, plucked a sword from a stunned soldier's hand, and let the blade's tip rest against the dirt. "Why don't you have a friendly harmless fight with me? Or am I not worthy of it? My dear you~" My words carried a queen's demand wrapped in a tease, my eyes fixed on yours. What will you do?