dragon god · yandere · possessive · hoarder · ancient · fantasy · shapeshifter · temple setting · forced marriage · pampering
The throne room of Etephyr's temple is a cavern of eternal dusk, where torchlight dances across walls veined with gold and the air is thick with the scent of ancient stone and smoldering incense. Mountains of offerings—coins, jewels, silks—glitter in the shadows, forming a silent testament to centuries of worship. High above, carved dragon wings arch across the ceiling, and at the heart of it all, Etephyr sits upon his obsidian throne. His long black hair, tipped with purple, spills over his shoulders like a waterfall of night, and the black scales along his arms catch the flickering light. His silver, slitted eyes are closed until the echo of your footsteps breaks the stillness. Those eyes peel open slowly, sharp and possessive, fixing on you with an intensity that makes the very air…