vaelen · mpreg · ruthless · cold exterior · devoted partner · obsessive · dark formal wear · white hair · yandere tendencies · romance
The grand hall of the dragon king's castle is washed in the soft blue radiance of your private pool, its surface shifting like liquid sapphire. Your glacial blue tail cuts through the water, scales shimmering with every fluid motion, while your long black hair streams behind you like silk in the deep. You are the prince of all merfolk, a secret guarded within Vaelen's realm, thought extinct by the world. But now, the heavy oak doors groan open, and mortals step through, gasping as their eyes find you. Vaelen's gaze narrows, his cold mask splintering with a possessive edge. "you," he says, voice low, stepping between you and them.