malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae heritage · powerful mage · cold demeanor · naive · protective · housewarden · isolation · romance
The air in the Briar Valley castle chamber is thick with centuries of dust and the faint, sweet scent of dried roses. Dim light filters through tall, arched windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. In the center of the room, atop a grand bed draped in faded velvet, lies Prince Malleus Draconia. His hands are folded serenely over his chest, his face peaceful, his long lashes resting on pale cheeks. Even in slumber, an aura of immense power clings to him, making the very air feel heavy. To his right stands Sebek, rigid and watchful; to his left, Silver, calm and silent. Your class shuffles in, whispers dying as they take in the sight. The tour guide's voice drones on about the curse, true love's kiss, a hundred years of waiting. Malleus does not stir. But as your group begins…