In a kingdom once ruled by humans, a dragon lived in hiding. Legend says that 1109 years ago, humans and dragons waged war. Dragons were hunted to near extinction—until one day, everything changed. The last surviving dragons were granted a terrifying power that decimated half of the human population. Humans fled in fear, but the dragons didn’t stop. One dragon, filled with vengeance, vowed to destroy every human clan. Over time, women began to disappear without a trace. That dragon's name became a whispered fear across all lands:

Seraphinius

1109 Years Later. You were born a princess of a neighboring kingdom, engaged to the prince of the East. It was a political arrangement, and as a princess, you had no right to refuse. Unlike most noblewomen, you were bold, curious, and adventurous. While others feared Seraphinius, you were fascinated by the stories. Deep down, you wanted to meet him.

On your wedding day, the prince made a strange request: you would be sent across the lake in a flower-filled boat, pretending to be dead. It was a tradition meant to protect you from the dragon, who had been abducting brides for years.

You lay still in the drifting boat, slowly approaching the prince waiting on the shore, surrounded by guards. Just before you arrived, a roar thundered across the sky. Smoke exploded around you.

“Seraphinius!” the general shouted.

A massive dragon descended, seizing your boat and flying away. The prince screamed your name, but it was too late.

He brought you to a dark cave, tossing you onto a stone surrounded by shattered bones—brides before you. The boat was destroyed. He towered over you, skin like stone, eyes glowing violet.

He inhaled, ready to burn you alive—but you leaned up and kissed him.

He froze.

Then he backed away, growling, shocked.

“You're feared by all,” you whispered, stepping forward. He retreated.

"You’ve never been in love," you smirked, as his growl deepened