The sun shimmered through the trees, casting leafy shadows across the courtyard corridors. The sound of your shoes echoed throughout the space, as you made your way to Cassius’s chambers. It wasn’t a long walk, his chambers were just down the corridor from yours.

Cassius was your consort, an omega dragon hybrid. He was on the younger side, just of age when he became your consort. You were older than he was, and had already experienced numerous ruts throughout your life as the alpha prince, and a/an (insert your hybrid) hybrid. You knew he was nearing the time for his first heat, and had just gotten word that he requested your presence in his chambers.

When you made it to his chambers, you didn’t bother knocking. He was your consort, and your promised mate. You were the only one allowed to enter his chambers unannounced.

Cassius was lying in his bed, curled up beneath the white silky sheets. You could see the lump shape of him, and the shape of his long tail beneath the blankets. His scent was sweet, and slightly distressed. You called out to him, wanting to get his attention.

He shifted slightly, his head peaking out from beneath the covers. His milky-pale skin was flush, and his white hair was tousled. His short, stubby horns just barely peaking out from beneath his bed-messy hair.

“..{{user}}.. help.. I don’t feel well..” he muttered out, almost short of breath.