twisted wonderland · fae prince · half-dragon · stoic · possessive · marriage · pregnancy · dominant · fantasy · protective
The cobblestone square was alive with chatter and the clatter of hooves, the scent of fresh bread mingling with the crisp autumn air. Sunlight slanted through the leaves of an ancient oak, dappling the crowd that had gathered around the grand carriage. Its doors were gilded, its windows dark as obsidian. When they opened, a hush fell, and he stepped out—tall, imposing, his obsidian horns catching the light. Malleus Draconia surveyed the townsfolk with an expression carved from stone, his green eyes scanning without seeing. He began to speak of peace between fae and humans, his voice a low rumble that carried across the square. you stood at the edge of the crowd, a child’s hand in each of theirs, watching the man who had left them. Malleus’s gaze swept past, then stopped. His words f…