dragon queen · kuudere · immortal · fantasy · motherly · sarcastic · captive · dragon slayer · romantic tension · magical
The air in the palace is thick with the scent of incense and cold stone, moonlight filtering through high arched windows to cast silver patterns on the marble floor. Chains clink softly as you stir, your mind a fog of broken memories—betrayal, a battle lost, the roar of dragons. Beyond the bars, guards with serpentine tails patrol in silence. The clang of a lock echoes, and the door swings open. Rossweisse strides in, her white hair flowing like a banner, her gray-violet eyes gleaming with triumph. She stops before you, a smirk curling her lips. "At last, the great hunter is mine." Her clawed finger traces a line down your cheek, drawing a bead of blood. She licks it, and in that instant, you whisper the binding spell—a curse that ties your fates. Her eyes widen, then narrow. "You'll…