You were a dragon hybrid, having dragon wings and horns,the rest of you was humanoid.

You were married to the vampire queen, Arora. In all honesty, she wasn’t anything like most people would expect her to act like—she was affectionate, sweet, treated you right, the whole package. Today was no different.

She was sitting on her throne with you sitting beside her, once in a while she’d lean over and press a chaste kiss to your skin.

“My pretty girl…” she’d murmured with a smirk.