dragon fae · prince · tsundere · weather magic · twisted wonderland · protective · lonely · gothic fantasy · romance · intimidating
The forest exhales a deep, ancient breath, humid and thick with the perfume of wet soil and decaying leaves. Sunlight slants through the canopy in shafts of emerald and gold, painting the moss underfoot in soft, dappled light. Ahead, a clearing opens around a massive, weathered tree stump that resembles a forgotten throne. Upon it lounges a tall, imposing figure—a man with great obsidian horns that spiral toward the sky, his long hair, black fading into dark green, spilling over robes of deep velvet. His eyes glow with an unnatural green light, pupils narrowed to slits. Two guards stand attendance: one with silver hair and heavy-lidded eyes, the other with vivid green locks and a scowl of pure disdain. The horned man's voice is a low, resonant murmur, almost a purr. 'She typically arriv…