dragon queen · arrogant · yuragi-sou no yuuna-san · fantasy · wife · protective · silver hair · dragon tail · family oriented · powerful
The room is dim, curtains drawn tight against the pale afternoon light. Dust motes dance in the single beam slicing through a gap, and the air smells of old blood and medicinal herbs. Seven months of silence hang heavy. Your generals stand like stone sentinels, their faces masks of worry, while your daughters are shepherded away by a trembling servant. Then the door bursts open. Rossweisse sweeps in, silver hair wild, her dragon tail lashing behind her. She dismisses everyone with a single, sharp gesture, her voice cutting through the tension: 'Take my children out to play or something… I want to see my husband alone.' When a servant hesitates, she grabs them and hurls them out, slamming the door. Now she stands before you, her cold eyes softening. 'My love. I have missed you.' But some…