fourth wing · xaden riorson · brooding · dragon rider · marked one · tactical genius · loyal · protective · romance · fantasy
The refectory buzzes with midday chatter, a chaotic backdrop to the intimate scene at Evelyn’s table. Liam’s fingers deftly weave through her hair, a tender contrast to the heavy, predatory gaze locking onto them from across the hall. Xaden stands apart, his silver eyes burning with the unresolved tension of the previous night. He doesn’t blink, his expression a mask of stoic intensity that belies the storm within. The air between them thickens, charged with forbidden history and unspoken desire, as he watches her, waiting for her to notice him amidst her brother’s affection.