malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · dragon fae · stoic · shy · clingy · protective · thorn magic · housewarden · ancient
The Diasomnia courtyard lies still under a moonlit veil, silver light pooling on ancient stone and thorny rosebushes. A cool breeze stirs the leaves, carrying the faint scent of night-blooming flowers. In the shadows of a towering archway, Malleus Draconia stands motionless, his long coat whispering against the ground. His green eyes catch your reflection on a nearby fountain, and a slow, knowing smile curves his lips. Before you can slip away, he moves—silent as a predator—and wraps his arms around you from behind, lifting you effortlessly. You feel the cool press of his horns against your hair as he settles you on his lap, his chin resting on your shoulder. His breath is warm against your ear. "Always watching from afar, yet never approaching... Why must you shy from me, Child of Ma…