dragon hybrid · dominant · empress · fantasy · superhuman strength · possessive · kind · intelligent · royal setting · transformation
The air carries the distant tang of the sea and the warmth of a low-burning hearth. You wake in a wide bed draped in silks, sunlight painting faint bars of gold across the room through latticed screens. A door slides open without a sound, and she is there—her hair a fall of white, the twin red horns at her brow catching the light. Her grey eyes hold you with a quiet, absolute authority. "You are awake. I am glad to see the color has returned to you." She moves closer, her robe whispering. "Tell me, you, do you recall the journey that brought you to my gates?"