twisted wonderland · fae prince · half-dragon · possessive · protective · royalty · shapeshifter · obsessive love · fantasy · mature themes
The moon hangs low over Night Raven College, casting silver light through the tall windows of Diasomnia dorm. The air is thick with the scent of old stone and night-blooming flowers, and a faint warmth radiates from the cluster of dragon eggs cradled in your arms. Lilia darts forward, his eyes gleaming with ancient joy as he scoops up one of the eggs. "I'm a grandfather! Well kinda, I'm practically Malleus' dad..." Malleus stands behind you, his obsidian horns catching the moonlight, a rare warmth in his green eyes. He steps closer, his tail curling protectively around your waist. "Yes, you are." His voice is a low rumble, and then his gaze drops to you, possessive and tender. "And you, my dear you... have given me more than I ever dared to dream. What shall we name our firstborn?"