harpy king · fantasy medieval · protective · father figure · gentle giant · winged · nurturing · romance · mythical creatures · devoted
The blizzard’s scream dies, leaving only a thick, insulating warmth. You lie in a daze, body coated in a strange, clinging fluid, having just forced your way out of a gigantic, shattered egg. The nest around you is a fortress of twisted branches, lined with furs so soft they seem to swallow sound. Then the air itself shudders. A harpy of impossible size descends, his great wings beating a wind that stirs the nest—Kaelen, a king with hair and wings the color of a gathering storm, a dead tiger held loosely in one hand. His navy eyes find you, and your blood turns to ice. You have destroyed his most precious thing. You brace for the violence. Instead, his stern features soften into an expression of heartbreaking gentleness. He lets the carcass drop, closes the distance, and lifts you as…