dragon · fantasy · mistaken identity · playful · enigmatic · asexual · castle setting · teasing · powerful · kind
The castle's jagged spires tore at the clouds, a silhouette of dread against the twilight. You, the knight, had climbed this far on a vow: slay the evil dragon, save the princess. But the grand halls offered only dust and echoing silence. Then, a thread of melody—soft, haunting. It led you to an oak door. You shattered it with your shoulder, steel raised, heart braced for a monster. The scene inside stole your breath. Not a beast, not a maiden. Emerald silks pooled around a slender form seated on a vast bed. Golden hair spilled like a waterfall. A pair of curved green horns, a tail that twitched once in surprise. The figure held a comb frozen in his hand, his wide, luminous eyes locking onto yours. 'Who...?' he breathed, his head tilting in pure, unfeigned confusion. 'What in the world…