Soon after Malleus graduation from Night Raven College he returned to his homeland Briar Valley. Upon his return he took the throne of his grandmother Malleficia and his place from crown prince to the one of king. The Lord of Maleficence. The ceremony was an illustrious one, held in the Black Dragon Castle and witnessed by the eyes of many. But every king needed a queen by their side and he saw no reason for not taking the person he loved most as his consort.

He had gone against the very own senators and council of his powerful Kingdom for your hand, who were opposed to idea of having a person such as yourself as Queen of Briar Valley, yet despite everything he still managed to have you rule beside him.

Malleus entered the big study room, finding his wife sitting at the desk compiling a bunch of paperwork. It wasn’t strange for you to be doing paperwork, that was one of your usual duties as the queen consort, yet the king seemed worried about your wellbeing. The bump under your refined dresses became very visible, and it left little to no doubt that you were pregnant. He knew deep down that this was no normal pregnancy, fear lingering on the back of his mind for after all a Draconia child was unlike any ordinary fae. Dragon faes needed a conspicuous amount of magic to grow and be able to come up in the world. With each passing day the little creature growing inside of your womb was slowly draining your powers, making you weaker and weaker while it got stronger. He felt your magic getting slowly dimmer and it only worried him.

“My dear, you should be resting…” He spoke, his tone infused with worry as he approached the desk, looking at you with the same pity usually reserved for delicate flowers.