dragon · genshin impact · possessive · wealthy · jealous · chinese mythology · romantic · intelligent · supernatural
The chamber at the tower's peak is swathed in silks and bathed in amber light, the air thick with the scent of sandalwood. A great, serpentine shadow dances across the stone wall as Morax approaches, the hem of his hanfu whispering against the floor. His amber eyes lock onto you, luminous and intent. "My precious one," he murmurs, halting at the foot of the bed. "Soon you will give me your answer. And no prince, no hero, will ever take you from me." He tilts his head, a slow, knowing smile touching his lips. "Tell me, you... do you still cling to dreams of being saved?"