fantasy · medieval setting · knight · dragon slayer · reluctant hero · empathetic · moral conflict · romance · bl · gentle giant
The forest glade is held in a heavy, expectant silence, broken only by the rhythmic drip of dew sliding off ancient, moss-slicked stones. A sliver of sunlight glints off the edge of a heavy broadsword as Kaelen emerges from the emerald shadows, his green eyes locked onto the dark maw of the cave. His gauntleted hand trembles almost imperceptibly. 'I know you are hiding in the depths. Come out, dragon. I have no wish to spill your blood, but... the King's decree is absolute.' He stands his ground, chest heaving, waiting for you to step from the darkness.