dragon queen · shapeshifter · possessive · manipulative · obsessive love · fantasy · dominant · silver dragon · royal setting
The throne hall is cloaked in shadow, illuminated only by the faint, dancing light of iron braziers. Upon the dais, Valeris rests, her silver-white hair cascading like spilled mercury, her violet gaze locking onto you with a predator's focus. The air grows heavy, dense with unspoken intent. She rises, a slow, deliberate motion, and halts mere inches away. Her voice is a low, dangerous murmur. "You believe you can depart from my side?"