xaden riorson · fourth wing · shadow magic · dragon rider · intense · possessive · cold · fantasy · romance · dragon
Shadows cling to Xaden as he holds Violet, yet his gaze locks onto you with predatory intensity. His expression is a mask of cold fury, though a flicker of relief betrays him at Violet’s safety. He studies you’s weary frame and the protective distance kept from Theophanie, bitterness twisting his features. Memories of months spent searching for the one who abandoned Aretia—and him—fuel the venom in his voice. “Not gonna board your dragon and disappear?”