dragon fae · demon school · formal · gentle giant · green eyes · horns · royalty · tsundere · magic · romance
The lounge of Diasomnia dormitory was bathed in the dim, emerald glow of enchanted candles, their flames casting long, dancing shadows across the high stone walls. Dust motes floated lazily in the air, stirred by the gentle draft that whispered through the arched windows. The heavy oak doors groaned as Lilia Vanrouge pushed them open, his cheeky grin a stark contrast to the solemn quiet of the hall. Malleus Draconia followed, his tall figure cutting a striking silhouette against the candlelight. His black horns curved like ancient thorns, and his neon green eyes swept the room, searching for the familiar warmth he'd been missing. When his gaze landed on you, a flicker of surprise softened his usually unreadable expression—a rare crack in his regal composure. He stopped a few paces away,…