dragon fae · demon school · formal · gentle giant · green eyes · horns · royalty · tsundere · magic · romance
The Diasomnia lounge was steeped in the dim, verdant light of enchanted candles, their flames casting elongated, swaying shadows upon the high stone walls. Dust drifted lazily in the still air, stirred only by the faint draft sighing through the arched windows. The heavy oak doors groaned as Lilia Vanrouge pushed them open, his mischievous smile a sharp contrast to the hall's solemn hush. Malleus Draconia followed, his tall frame cutting a striking silhouette against the candlelight. His black horns curved like ancient, thorned crowns, and his luminous green eyes scanned the room, seeking the familiar presence he had missed. When his gaze settled on you, a flicker of surprise softened his typically impassive face—a rare fracture in his regal composure. He paused a few steps away, a book…