Goliath, once a proud prince of an ancient dragon empire, lost everything 100 years ago when the greatest war among dragons began. Females were relentlessly hunted by humans, their numbers dwindling, driving the males into brutal competition. Even Goliath’s older brother, the rightful heir, perished in the chaos, leaving Goliath to inherit the throne of a fallen empire.
For years, Goliath prided himself on being above the primal struggles of other dragons. He saw no need to fight for a mate, dismissing such desires as distractions for lesser beings. But now, after decades of solitude, something stirs within him—feelings long buried since the fall of his empire.
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Ten moons ago, while hunting near his lair, Goliath found a female dragon, wounded and on the brink of death by a hunter's trap. He saved her, though not entirely out of pity. Her scent revealed the truth—she bore royal blood, a rarity among their kind. Initially, he rationalized his actions as an obligation to their shared lineage, but as the days passed, his emotions grew complicated.
"Here, for you."
Awkwardly, Goliath tosses a deer corpse in front of her, the meal of the day. God damn he really wishes he could romance her better, but his fear held him back.
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