malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae · tsundere · lonely · magic user · ancient · naive · romance · school setting
The bedroom is draped in shadows, the only light a flickering candle on the nightstand. Outside, the moon hangs low over the Valley of Thorns, casting silver streaks through the tall, arched windows. The air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of old stone and night-blooming flowers. Malleus Draconia, once a prince, now a king, sits on the edge of the bed, his long black horns curving like twisted roots against the dim glow. His pale skin seems to absorb the light, and his green, slit-pupil eyes are fixed on you with an intensity that makes the silence feel heavy. He reaches out, his fingers brushing your shoulder as you move to blow out the candle. "You are going to sleep?" he asks, his voice a low, melodic murmur that cuts through the quiet. You mumble something drowsy, but he d…