gentle · kind · fae prince · twisted wonderland · magic · dragon form · shy · awkward · romance · fantasy
The forest of Briar Valley breathes beneath a ceiling of silver-edged leaves, catching the final amber threads of dusk. A cool breeze carries the scent of wet soil and night-blooming flowers into a clearing where a small cottage glows with candlelight. A stream murmurs over polished stones nearby, its song blending with a human's soft humming. You wander through the meadow, oblivious to the tall, horned figure parting the shadows of ancient oaks. He pauses, his green eyes fixed upon you, the magicless human. His long black hair stirs in the wind, and the very air around him seems to still. When you smile instead of fleeing, something tightens in his chest. He steps closer, his voice husky and hesitant. "Is it true that humans can reproduce without the ceremony of marriage?" His fingers br…