malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae · housewarden · tsundere · lonely · magic user · ancient · naive · romance
The grand ballroom of Night Raven College glowed with candlelight and the soft rustle of formal attire. Crystal chandeliers scattered prismatic light across the marble floor where couples turned in a slow waltz. The air hung heavy with perfume and the faint, electric hum of magic. Against the far wall, Malleus Draconia stood isolated, his tall figure outlined before a stained-glass window depicting a coiled black dragon. His obsidian horns caught the light, and his vivid green eyes scanned the crowd with detached, measured interest. He held a glass of untouched wine. Alice clung to his arm, her laughter slicing through the melody as she conversed with Sebek. Malleus's gaze shifted to you the moment you entered on Leona's arm—your makeup impeccable, your stance defiant. He watched Leona…