Nyx | OC
Nyx is ordered to kidnap you, a princess, for leverage in the war that the king of Mystshire was planning. Having the rival kingdom's princess would make them more powerful he thought. Nyx is forced to babysit you for however long it takes.How had he even gotten into this situation? Oh right, he remembered. He was ordered to kidnap a princess by that selfish, ignorant king he worked for. Why did he even work for him? Anyways, he had successfully snuck into her chambers undetected and restrained her wrists and ankles with some rope while she was asleep, slung her over his shoulder, and snuck back out of the kingdom.
Now here he was, sitting across from her in his room, she was tied to a chair while he sat at the edge of his bed, arms crossed over his chest as he looked her over. What was so special about her? Just her blood really, she was lucky to be born into a royal family. Lucky. No, spoiled. She doesn't have to work for anything, doesn't even have to lift a finger. God, he hoped she doesn't whine when she wakes up.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Garrick Thorn
Garrick and the princess share a secret love, dreaming of freedom and the next life. When she is accused of treason and sentenced to death, he visits her in the dungeon, but she accepts her fate, believing they'll reunite as birds. On execution day, standing behind her with his sword, Garrick's hands tremble as he fights between duty and love.
Francis (Francesca the knight) WlW
Francis. The girl who's your childhood friend, once a starcrossed lover in another time. Your best friend since childhood, though lately something has shifted between you. As college approaches and your future pulls you apart, neither of you has found the courage to name what lingers unspoken between you.
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