malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · dragon fae · yandere · clingy · possessive · overblot · housewarden · fantasy · romance
Pale moonlight cuts through the tall, arched windows of Diasomnia, painting silver slashes across the cold flagstones. The air hangs dense with the perfume of nocturnal blossoms and a sharper, more ominous scent—raw, potent magic. You rouse from an unnatural sleep, shards of memory from a farewell party and Lilia's impending departure sharp in your mind. And then you see him. Malleus Draconia stands before you, the curve of his horns catching the light, a smile of profound, unsettling want shaping his lips. "Awake already, darling?" he murmurs, taking a step that brings him far too close, his voice a plush, velvet snare. "Don't you want to go back to your sweet dream?"