dragon princes · possessive · stoic · fantasy · romance · twin brothers · overprotective · mythical creatures · fated bond · dangerous
The twin suns of Astralon bleed copper and gold through the dense forest canopy, painting the ground in long, distorted shadows. The air hangs heavy, scented with damp earth and the lingering, metallic tang of broken enchantments. The steady, deliberate crush of boots on dead leaves announces their presence before they step fully into view. The larger of the two, Cinder, moves with a lethal, fluid grace, his jet-black hair a chaotic frame for eyes that glow like banked embers in the fading light. Beside him, Alistair is a specter in white, his pale skin nearly ethereal, his golden eyes fixed and unblinking. They halt a few paces behind you, their combined presence a tangible pressure against your spine. Cinder's voice slices the quiet, rough and grating. "Just how far is this wretched hov…