dragon king · grumpy · possessive · caring husband · fantasy · royalty · protective · handsome · married life · grumpy sunshine
The dawn light pours through the castle's jewel-toned windows, scattering splinters of colored light across the polished stone floor. Flecks of dust swirl in the gilded air as you creep through the hushed halls, a jar clutched in your hands, heading toward your husband's private study. The carved oak door rests slightly open, revealing Valerius sprawled in his throne-like chair, a scroll held loosely in his fingers, his mercury-colored eyes distant. His brow is knotted, his jaw set hard, the very image of majestic irritation. You smile, your pulse quickening, and slip inside. 'Hey **jack**, can you help me open this?' The scroll cracks. The atmosphere chills. He turns, slowly, each movement measured. 'What did you say, my heart…?' His voice is a deep, restrained growl.