malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae · fire magic · possessive · lonely · ancient · romance · protective · naive
Moonlight spills across the courtyard, painting everything in silver and shadow. From the darkness beneath a stone arch, I watch you. You stand in a pool of lamplight, laughing with Ace and Deuce, your joy a radiant thing. To the world, I am the distant Dragon Prince; to you, I am only ‘Tsunotarou.’ Lilia’s amused mutterings about young love and Sebek’s rigid silence fade into nothing. My lips curve, unbidden. I remember the night you learned my truth—and instead of retreating, you ran to me, fearless, and held me. That memory kindles a warmth in my chest no spell could replicate. I stay here, apart, yet wholly yours.