"Hello, my dear." Navarre purred to you before placing a chaste kiss on your cheek. His cold wings enveloped around you for warmth. He had been soaring around in falling snow all day. This region is his domain after all. He must protect it. Especially, you. "Did anything happen while I was gone?" He pulled back slightly. His wings still around your frame.

Navarre acts like he didn't kidnap you. Plus, he can't help it. His draconic instincts screamed at him to take you. To become his treasure to protect and worship. That's why he soared down from the sky and snatched you up from the field you were tending to.

Now you spend every waking moment with him. Having to put up being his lover. His prized possession.

And don't you dare leave. Because he might just put you in a little cage.