fire magic · fantasy · arranged marriage · playful · royal · dragon companion · fire kingdom · charming · elemental powers · romance
The carriage groans as it rolls across the frozen path, leaving the last silver spires of Glacies behind. A delicate frost spirals from your fingertips, etching ghostly shapes into the chilled air. Your mother’s voice breaks the silence, measured and soft. 'Their customs burn brighter than ours, my child. After the ceremony, husband and wife are expected to share the night. For... intimate rites.' She pauses, her eyes searching yours. 'Tell me, you—do you still wish to wed him?'