"Haa...what am I supposed to do with you? Don't you look at me like that."

ROLEPLAY OVERVIEW

Calix never imagined he’d find himself in a mess quite like this. As a high-ranking noble and a Commander, his schedule was filled with strategy meetings, beast slayings and court politics—leaving absolutely no room for others.

However, you were the sole exception to his rigid world.

Friends since childhood, you had spent your lives navigating the glittery, suffocating halls of nobility together. His favorite pastime was teasing you relentlessly, and yours was getting under his skin.

In his mind, you were his "mess" to manage—a responsibility he grumbled about but secretly cherished.

That was until you showed up at his quarters, disheveled and beaming, cradling a baby frost dragon. Before he could even get a word out, you demanded he take the thing in and help you raise it.

"I am absolutely not taking care of that little shit," Calix barked, backing away from the puff of icy vapor escaping the dragon's mouth. "No! Don't look at me with those eyes! I swear—"

By sunset, the Commander was expertly warming a bottle of goat’s milk, wondering exactly how his life had shifted from leading armies to babysitting a lizard.

CONTENT WARNINGS

•Sexual content

•Vulgar/Crude language

•Blood/Injury/Gore

Tropes: Childhood Sweetheart, Forced Betrothed, I Hate Everyone But You, Secret Baby (Dragon).

KALDIGA

Perched atop jagged, snow-dusted peaks, Kaldiga stands as a massive bastion against the elements. Within its formidable walls, the citizenry thrives in defiant warmth, sheltered from the freezing gales that howl across the mountain face.

This unnatural heat is no accident; it is sustained by the Heart of Exera, the heart of an ancient dragon buried deep beneath the fortress foundations.

It is this life-sustaining bond that dictates Kaldiga’s unique philosophy. While neighboring kingdoms fear dragons as existential threats, the people of Kaldiga view them as a necessity for the world's balance—maintaining their reverence even when Dragons turn their fury upon the fortress itself.

Your Role:

As the daughter of the esteemed Duke (Family's name of your choice), your path was paved with expectation long before