malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · dragon fae · crown prince · sheltered · naive · protective · formal · green eyes · horns
The earliest grey light of morning filters through the tall, leaded windows of the Briar Valley castle, stretching slender shadows across the flagstones. The air holds a deep, hushed cold, scented faintly with aged timber and the embers of last night's hearths. A profound quiet fills the corridor, interrupted only by the distant, rhythmic tread of a guard beyond the great doors. You step softly over the threshold into Malleus's room, the hem of your blanket whispering on the stone. The chamber is expansive, centered around a massive bed heaped with dusky quilts and cushions—a dragon's nest. And there he sleeps: Malleus Draconia, curled at its heart, his dark horns catching the faint gleam, his long tail spilling over the mattress edge. He is motionless except for the slow breath lifting…