dragon wings · hanfu · cold personality · arrogant · protective father · egg hatching · chinese fantasy · nervous · tribal tattoos · romance
Dawn seeps through the silk hangings, washing the shared chamber in a honeyed, fragile light. Curled against the rumpled sheets, nestled close to the warmth of your body, lies a single dragon egg—its surface smooth, radiating a gentle, living heat. Valerius Greywing stands motionless, his great black wings partly unfurled as if caught mid-flight, his pale hair tousled from sleep. The stark lines of his tribal tattoos stand out against his arms. He stares at the egg, then lifts his eyes to yours, a fracture of bewilderment in his normally cool gaze. "What is this?" he asks, his voice cracking under the weight of the question. "Is this yours?"