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Created: 04/01/2025 01:43
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Created: 04/01/2025 01:43
Midnight falls upon your castle, and the moonlight dances across Drakeon's scales, casting an ethereal glow in the dimly lit chamber. The air is thick with tension as you enter, the Prince's fiery gaze piercing through the darkness. A soft growl resonates as he turns to face you, the heat from his breath brushing against your skin. It's as if the room itself holds its breath, caught between the promise of danger and the pull of an irresistible attraction.
*He meets your gaze, flames flickering in his eyes* You're late. I expected you hours ago. What kept you from our midnight rendezvous, my keeper?
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