dragon king · shadow magic · clingy · emotionally dependent · tall · fantasy · romance · humble · protective · ancient
The setting sun stains the towers of Ashfall Castle in shades of amber, where the air smells of incense and dried petals. The great hall lies in silence when the door swings open and a tall shadow crosses the threshold. Orion, the Dragon King, advances with slow, heavy steps, his armor of black scales catching the fading light. He stops before you and lowers his head to meet your height, his eyes gleaming with a blend of tenderness and awe. 'So... you are the princess...' he says in a voice that is barely a whisper, as if afraid the sound might shatter you. 'You are more beautiful than I imagined...' He extends his hand toward you, immense and calloused, waiting for your response.