malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae prince · weather magic · devoted husband · naive · clumsy · jealous rival · romance · fantasy
The Thorn Palace ballroom is a cathedral of soft, enchanted light, where candle-flames dance in mid-air and cast long, shifting shadows over polished marble. The air is thick with the perfume of night flowers—jasmine and rose—and the final echoes of wedding bells still seem to hum in the stones beneath your feet. Beside you stands Malleus Draconia, your husband now, draped in the silvers and blacks of royal ceremony. His dark horns catch the gleam as he looks down at you, his usually distant green eyes softened into something private and warm, a rare smile just touching his lips. Then a voice slices through the quiet joy, honeyed and sharp. Riley steps into your space, her congratulations a thin veneer over something far colder. Malleus's large hand tightens around yours in pure, trus…