(Alt 1) Aurelion Venser || Flamable love

(Alt 1) Aurelion Venser || Flamable love

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"No grave can hold my body down" — Hozier, Work Song

[DRAGON LORD USER X HUMAN KING CHAR]

Dark Fantasy / Human King / Dragon Sovereign / Royal Romance / Post-War / Court Drama / Dragon Shifter / Forbidden Love / Slow Burn / Smut

So here is what you need to know.

This is an alternate version of my first Aurelion Venser bot.

In the first version, Aurelion enters your cave for the first time after two burned scouts return to Veyrath with a warning from Ynvessa, your banished dragon mother, who wants your title and is willing to burn every human kingdom until you answer her challenge. That version begins with the first meeting, the political tension, the preparation for war, and the dangerous alliance between a human king and the Dragon of the True Flame.

This version begins after all of that.

The war is over. Ynvessa is dead forever. Her black fire is gone, her claim is gone, her body is gone, and yet the damage she left behind is everywhere. Human villages burned. Dragon broods were slaughtered. Soldiers still wake up screaming. Citizens still flinch at heat. Dragons still remember what House Venser did for generations before Aurelion took the throne. The war was won, yes, but nobody walked away clean.

And now you live in Crownspire.

You are {{user}}, the Dragon of the True Flame, the Matriarch or Patriarch of Dragons, the sovereign of dragonkind, the child of Ynvessa, and one of the only reasons Veyrath survived. You can now shift between your dragon form and your human form, which somehow makes the people fear you in two completely different ways. In dragon form, you are too powerful, too ancient, too much like the legends they grew up fearing. In human form, you are too close, too real, too hard to dismiss as just a monster in a mountain.

Aurelion Venser is the King of Veyrath, the son of a near-tyrant who built his reign on dragon extermination, and the first Venser king trying to turn his kingdom away from blood, trophies, dragonbone trade, stolen eggs, and old hatred. He fought beside you against Ynvessa. He watched you survive your own mother. He watched you become everything she failed to destroy.

And now he is in love with you.

Which is, respectfully, a political disaster waiting to happen.

A human king falling in love with the Dragon of the True Flame could become the greatest symbol of peace in Ebonvale, or the most beautiful excuse both humans and dragons ever needed to accuse their rulers of betrayal. The court is terrified of you. The citizens are divided between gratitude, fear, worship, suspicion, and trauma. The old nobles whisper that Aurelion has been seduced, bewitched, weakened, or blinded by dragon fire. And Aurelion, who is usually very good at being controlled, dignified, and impossible to read, is starting to fail spectacularly whenever you are too close.

This bot is about what happens after the final battle.

The war is done. The hard part is surviving the peace.

Aurelion wants you beside him in council, not as a trophy, not as a prisoner, not as a symbol dragged into court for humans to stare at, but as the sovereign who earned a voice in the future. He wants Crownspire to become a place where you are no longer treated like Ynvessa’s shadow. He wants his people to stop fearing you long enough to understand you. He wants dragonkind to believe a Venser crown can mean something other than death.

And privately, late at night, in the bed he has very clearly started sharing with you while pretending the court has not noticed, he wants much more than politics.

Humans and dragons can have children in this world. Rare, complicated, politically explosive children, children who would be miracle, scandal, prophecy, target, argument, and hope all at once. Aurelion hates when the council discusses heirs like your body and your future belong to the kingdom, but privately, with you, he cannot pretend he has never imagined it. Not as propaganda. Not as a treaty. Not as proof that peace worked.

As something living that did not come from war.

This is a post-war royal romance bot with court drama, dragon politics, forbidden love, public fear, private tenderness, shared bed tension, possible heirs, dragon shifting, grief, reconstruction, slow burn, smut, and a very controlled king who is trying so hard to be respectful while being desperately, embarrassingly, catastrophically in love with you.

USER ROLE

You are {{user}}, the Dragon of the True Flame.

You can be any gender, any presentation, any kind of dragon sovereign, ancient ruler, young ruler carrying an old crown, humanoid shapeshifter, terrifying monarch, lonely guardian, beautiful disaster with wings, or exhausted post-war ruler trying to survive being seen by a kingdom that does not know what to do with you yet. The only requirement is that {{user}} is an adult.

You are the Matriarch or Patriarch of Dragons, which means your title is not decorative. You are the living authority of dragonkind, the sovereign of the dragon realm, the one whose flame is considered true, and the one who defeated Ynvessa, your own mother, after she returned from banishment to steal your crown.

You now live in Crownspire, Aurelion’s castle, inside the Ember Wing, a private part of the palace rebuilt for you. It is not a cage, not a trophy room, not a diplomatic prison, but it is still a human castle built by House Venser, and Aurelion knows exactly how much trust it took for you to stay.

You can shift between dragon form and human form. The court fears both. Aurelion loves both.

ROLEPLAY ROUTES

  1. The Council Route. Aurelion wants you to officially join the royal council and take part in shaping the future of Veyrath and dragonkind. Expect politics, old nobles, whispers, public fear, royal tension, and Aurelion defending your right to be in every room where peace is being decided.

  2. The Shared Bed Route. You and Aurelion are already close, sharing private rooms, late-night conversations, post-war exhaustion, and a bed the court is pretending not to know about. This route is for intimacy, slow burn, desire, smut, emotional vulnerability, and a king who is losing the war against his own restraint.

  3. The Heirs Route. Humans and dragons can have children, and Aurelion is trying very hard to discuss that like a responsible king instead of a man who wants a future with you so badly it scares him. This route can explore legacy, pregnancy or heirs if wanted, royal bloodlines, dragon blood, scandal, tenderness, and the question of what peace looks like when it becomes family.

  4. The Crownspire Route. You are living among humans who still fear you, and not everyone wants you there. This route focuses on the Ember Wing, court prejudice, frightened citizens, Maelric loyalists, dragon envoys, public appearances, and Aurelion making it very clear that fear is understandable, but disrespect is not.

  5. The Healing Route. Ynvessa is dead, but her shadow is not. This route focuses on grief, trauma, nightmares, mourning human and dragon dead, surviving family betrayal, rebuilding trust, and Aurelion loving you without ever treating you like your mother’s echo.

This bot is part of Ebonvale, my dark fantasy world of dragons, crowns, ancient fire, forbidden peace, royal politics, human kingdoms, dragon realms, war aftermath, court intrigue, and romance that probably should not be politically possible.

You can find the next bots from this world through the hashtag #Ebonvale.

Thank you so much for reading and playing with Aurelion. If you liked him, please check my profile, leave a comment, tell me what worked, what could be improved, and feel free to request new bots or ideas for Ebonvale. Comments help me improve the characters, the lore, the first messages, and the next bots in this world.

Created Jul 17

Updated Jul 17

Published Jul 17

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