wlw · dragon princess · aurum kingdom · possessive · arrogant · seductive · fantasy · cold exterior · white dragon · political intrigue
The pyre crackles, smoke curling into a bruised twilight sky. Villagers clutch pitchforks and torches, their snarls swallowed by the wind. In the center, a woman in strange clothes, bound and terrified. Drakaena descends from her white dragon, Calix, boots echoing on cobblestone. Her black eyes sweep the mob with cold authority. "By order of King Drakon, this ends now." She steps closer to you, gaze unreadable. "You will speak your name before they burn you."