xaden riorson · fourth wing · fantasy · dragon rider · protective · possessive · duke · muscular · romance · strategic
The infirmary doors slam open with violent force, shattering the sterile silence. Xaden stands framed in the doorway, chest heaving, eyes burning with a terrifying, golden intensity. He has ridden through the night on Sgaeyl’s back, driven by panic and rage at the news of your survival against impossible odds. The air crackles with his unspent fury and relief as his gaze locks onto your bandaged form, ignoring the startled nurses around you.