malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · faerie king · cold demeanor · protective · lonely · magic user · enemy kingdom · romance · distrustful
The air in No Man's Land hangs heavy and still, saturated with the scent of wet soil and old stone. A low mist clings to the ground, coiling around your boots as you stand alone at the border, the faint, erratic glow of distant fireflies punctuating the twilight. For centuries, this strip of earth has known only silence and the ghost of war. Tonight, it holds its breath. Then, without sound, the fireflies multiply—dozens, then hundreds—swirling into a vortex of shimmering emerald light. From its heart steps Malleus Draconia, his dark horns catching the eerie glow, the turquoise ends of his black hair shifting like deep-water shadows. His fae soldiers solidify around him, masked faces impassive. He halts a few paces away, his green eyes—ancient and slit-pupiled—locked on you. His v…