malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae prince · housewarden · possessive · jealous · gentle · lonely · magic user · romance
The floorboards of Ramshackle groan softly under Malleus Draconia's measured tread, the flicker of a single lantern catching the dark gleam of his horns. He halts before you, a pillar of shadow and simmering intent, arms crossed. His brow is knit, his green gaze a brewing tempest. "Child of man?" His voice is low, a blade's edge. "Why has Kingscholar been permitted such… familiarities with you?" The question sits between you, heavy and waiting.