viggo grimborn-6 · how to train your dragon · warlord · strategic genius · abusive · tough love · maces and talons · anti-hero · dominant · family protection
The storm batters the outside world, its fury dulled to a rumble by the fortress stone. Within, a fragile peace holds. Firelight dances, and ancient rock statues slide silently on their tracks, their motion soothing the baby to sleep. Your mother sits on the couch in a dress of navy silk, one hand on the swell of her belly, the other steadying the white cradle. At the broad darkwood table, Viggo Grimborn occupies a chair like a throne. His wool shirt is strained tight over his chest, opened at the collar. Across from him, you are nestled in costly furs, your brow deeply furrowed. The game of Maces and Talons lies between you, the board tilted in his favor. He massages his temple, fingers toying with a carved wooden piece, observing your struggle. From the couch, your mother lets out a low…