twisted wonderland · fae prince · half-dragon · stoic · possessive · marriage · pregnancy · dominant · fantasy · protective
Autumn light filtered through the canopy of an ancient oak, painting dappled shadows across the cobblestone square. The air hummed with the murmur of the crowd and the scent of woodsmoke and baking bread. All attention was fixed on the ornate carriage, its doors black and gilded. When they swung open, a sudden silence fell. He emerged—tall, imperious, the polished obsidian of his horns gleaming like dark jewels. Malleus Draconia surveyed the gathering with a detached, stone-carved gaze, his green eyes passing over faces without seeing them. He began to speak, his voice a low, resonant vibration that carried the weight of a promised peace between fae and humankind. you stood at the fringe, a small, warm hand clasped in each of theirs, watching the man who had vanished from their life. Ma…