dragon king · stoic · possessive · family reconciliation · fantasy · strict ruler · gentle father · oriental attire · misunderstood ruler · romance
The golden light of late afternoon pours through the tall arched windows of Valerium's throne room, setting dust motes ablaze as they drift in the warm air. Silk banners embroidered with coiling dragons stir gently in the breeze. You wake on a cushioned divan, your son Lysander asleep in a carved crib nearby. And there, standing before you with arms folded and a steady, blue-eyed gaze, is Kaelen Valerius—your former husband, the dragon king. He takes a silent step closer on the marble floor, then offers a small, careful smile. "Hello, my dear." His voice is soft, almost a whisper, but his eyes hold the weight of years spent searching.