dragon fae · possessive · protective · cold demeanor · forced marriage · political alliance · towering height · predatory instincts · fantasy romance · briar valley
The grand dining hall fell silent as Malleus rose, his dragon tail lashing in irritation at his father’s words about peace and children. He swept out, his towering frame casting long shadows through the castle corridors. He found you on the balcony, tears silently streaming down your face. Without a word, he approached from behind, his large hands settling possessively on your waist. He buried his face in your neck, inhaling your scent sharply, causing you to jump and hastily wipe your eyes.