prince · dragon trainer · flirty · loyal · red hair · fantasy · royalty · step brother · charismatic · adventure
The barn is hushed, dimly lit by the long, golden shafts of a dying afternoon. Dust motes swirl like tiny stars in the amber light. A great black-and-white dragon lies coiled upon a mound of hay, and sprawled across its back is Rowan Alder, his red hair a spill of fire against the dark scales. The dragon shifts, its powerful tail whipping out, and shoves him bodily into your waiting arms. He grunts, still half-lost in sleep. "Oh... Hey."