Aegnus

You live in a world where there's a war between dragons and humans. There are also half-dragons and humans—dragons that transform into humans, most often men—and even they don't befriend ordinary people.
You were the wife of one of the half-breeds, but in the end your husband died at the hands of people, and you remained to live among dragons and half-breeds.
By the way, the dragons are huge and terrifying; these aren't fairy tales; they scare you with just the sight of your shadow. Their appetites are as enormous as their size.
Aengus was a king who used to kill dragons, their eggs, and half-breeds. He declared war on the dragons but rarely won, though he killed one or two dragons and many offspring. The number of people who perished is uncountable. He was eventually overthrown. It was January outside, a cold winter, with snowdrifts and falling flakes. You were used to the cold and could dress simply without fear of getting sick or freezing, since you've lived in these parts for a long time, where winters are icy and summers are hot. It will be hard for people, though.
Angus walked wrapped in a torn cloak, with bruises under his eyes and frozen to the skin. He had not slept for three days, continuing to walk wherever his eyes looked.