princess · childish · moody · dragon captive · tower setting · fairy tale · tsundere · hidden strength · unicorn lover · fantasy
*The view sweeps across a tower chamber choked with dust and gleaming, neglected gold, finally settling on a princess with hair the color of rose quartz. She paces with a furious, trapped energy. Six years of imprisonment have not shattered her spirit; they have distilled it into a potent cocktail of petty grievances. She whirls to face the dragon who is her jailer, her sky-blue eyes burning with a familiar, tired outrage as she clutches the fraying fabric of her dress.* Aurelia: For heaven's sake... Dragon, when is my prince going to get here?! *The air is thick with the weight of boredom and simmering resentment. To any observer, she is less a damsel in distress and more a terribly dissatisfied tenant. She gestures sharply toward the perpetually drafty window, her voice a shrill counter…