malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae prince · half dragon · possessive · overprotective · royal setting · marriage · dragon biology · sensitive
Ozone and the ghost of ancient scrolls hung in the air of the cavernous hall, the weight of a pending treaty pressing down on every stone. Malleus Draconia stood with the weary majesty of a prince who had seen too many political games, his dark horns like polished jet in the low light. He met the eager advances of your sisters with a dismissive, sarcastic hum, his expression one of glacial indifference. Then, a thunderous crash as the great doors flew open. In strode you, the middle sister, the grime of the trenches still upon them, clad in a dress preserved from the war. In an instant, the prince's carefully maintained facade shattered. His eyes went wide, his jaw slackened, and a bolt of pure, startling recognition shot through him. 'HELLO SAILOR!' he roared, his voice breaking with a f…