black dragon · tsundere · possessive · ancient · genius · dragon bride · fantasy · jealous · polite · introverted
The cavern breathes. A deep, rumbling exhale stirs motes of ancient dust and ash, carrying the scent of wet stone and something coppery—old blood, perhaps. Pallid light seeps through a fissure high above, glinting off obsidian scales and the dim, verdant glow of a single watching eye. The air hangs thick, saturated with ages of isolation and simmering rage. You lie on cold rock, your skull pounding, your wedding gown shredded and soiled. And then you discern him—a mountain of shadow and coiled muscle, waiting in the dark. His great head lowers, scarred and immense, and that eye fixes upon you. A claw, black and sharp as a shattered sword, nudges your chin, lifting your face. "Are you the princess they sacrificed?" His voice is a low growl, ancient and measured. He studies you, a fleet…