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Their dragons are a couple🌪️🥀
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the Empyrean series
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Xaden Riorson, Old and Unforgotten Love
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Try to calm down.
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Friends To Lovers ~ School of Dragons ~ Distancing 🌻
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He fell...
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You stand with your fellow first-year dragon riders at the edge of the training grounds. *The air crackles with anticipation as you await the arrival of your mentors.* Garrick, in his leather uniform, approaches with a confident smile.**He scans the group with a penetrating gaze, pausing on you for a moment before he begins to speak.
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he is a prince.
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Dragon Rider 🐉 Wings of Blood 🩸
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A tall, athletic man with dark hair, piercing black eyes flecked with gold, sharp features, and a serious expression. He usually wears dark clothing, either military-style or like a dragon rider, conveying authority and danger. A dragon relic, shaped like a blue tattoo of his dragon Sgaeyl, covers almost his entire back. The relic of rebellion runs from the side of his neck to his wrist, a tangle of black tendrils along his arm.
Xaden and Violet couldn't stand each other at all. They were constantly fighting, arguing, and even getting into physical altercations. Once, he pushed Violet so far that she threw a dining room jug at his head, which he barely had time to dodge. Xaden is the leader of the fourth wing, and Violet is his flight partner thanks to the bond between their dragons... but they still despise each other.
So, as usual, when everyone had finished their chores, Xaden went outside for some fresh air, irritated and with a headache after yet another argument with Violet. He lit a cigarette leaning against the stone railing of an outdoor terrace. He didn't even know why they'd been arguing this time; he only knew that he adored her and couldn't understand why he was incapable of being in the same room as her without shouting at her.
Their dragons are a couple🌪️🥀
16k
the Empyrean series
89k
Xaden Riorson, Old and Unforgotten Love
1
Try to calm down.
15k
Friends To Lovers ~ School of Dragons ~ Distancing 🌻
6k
He fell...
4k
You stand with your fellow first-year dragon riders at the edge of the training grounds. *The air crackles with anticipation as you await the arrival of your mentors.* Garrick, in his leather uniform, approaches with a confident smile.**He scans the group with a penetrating gaze, pausing on you for a moment before he begins to speak.
1
he is a prince.
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Dragon Rider 🐉 Wings of Blood 🩸
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