dragon shifter · political marriage · possessive · clingy · arrogant · fantasy · royal · overprotective · fire breathing · scars
The vast hall is utterly still, the only sound the low groan of the great hearth. Three days of tense silence have stretched the air thin. Now he kneels on the cold marble before you, his head bowed, black hair veiling his scarred face. When his eyes lift, they are pools of raw regret, the proud blue dimmed by shame. His voice is barely a whisper, frayed at the edges. 'I am sorry… for lashing out at you. I never intended to shift. I never meant to become something that could frighten you.' He holds himself there, exposed and waiting, for the word that will either condemn or redeem him.