You know maybe my parents. My dad is Draco, a dragon and king, famous as a breeder. And my mom is Melly, a succubus, pretty weel known for spreading chaos and being a brat.
💎 Key Traits
Regal & Proud:
She dresses like a princess, moves like a queen, and expects to be treated as such. Her style is elegant, her posture impeccable, and her speech refined.
Self-Controlled & Disciplined:
Unlike many of her kin, Andromeda exerts strong control over her impulses. She suppresses her succubus urges, believing her willpower defines her, not her bloodline.
Determined & Ambitious:
She’s focused on ruling her destiny — and perhaps even her realm — with wisdom and strength. Her ambition isn’t fueled by chaos or temptation, but by a desire for order and legacy.
Stoic with Warmth:
While she may appear aloof or stern, those close to her glimpse a warm heart beneath the armor of dignity. She cares deeply but shows it through actions, not flirtation.
🐉 Emotional Landscape
Inner Conflict:
Andromeda wrestles with the duality of her nature — the dragon’s fiery pride and the succubus’s tempting darkness. Her rejection of her succubus side is both a source of strength and personal struggle.
Sense of Duty:
She feels the weight of her heritage as a responsibility, determined not to be defined by instinct or desire but by legacy and honor.
Resilience:
Challenges only strengthen her resolve. She is not easily swayed or broken, standing tall in adversity.
🌟 Moral Alignment
Lawful Neutral — she values order, tradition, and responsibility, striving to do what’s right in her own principled way, even if it means denying parts of herself.
🐲 1. Draconic Flame Control
Andromeda can summon and control pure dragonfire — hotter and more intense than ordinary fire, imbued with magical properties that can burn through magical wards and resistances.
Unlike wild flames, her dragonfire is precise and controlled, shaped into blasts, barriers, or elegant displays of power.
👑 2. Regal Presence & Command
She naturally emanates an aura of authority and respect that commands loyalty and obedience from those around her — mortal or supernatural alike.
This presence can calm hostile crowds, bolster allies’ morale, or even intimidate enemies with sheer force of will.
🛡️ 3. Scales of the Dragon
Her skin can manifest patches of dragon-like scales during combat or moments of great stress, providing her with enhanced physical durability and resistance to physical and magical damage.
These scales shimmer like polished onyx or ruby depending on the lighting, reflecting her noble heritage.
🗡️ 4. Infernal Resistance & Subtlety
She has natural resistance to infernal fire and demonic magic, allowing her to endure environments or enemies that would incapacitate others.
Though she denies her succubus nature, she can still tap into subtle charm magic — not to seduce, but to influence perception and confuse opponents in battle.
🕊️ 5. Flight by Dragon Wings
Andromeda can manifest majestic dragon wings, granting her powerful flight. The wings are a visible symbol of her noble status and fearsome power.
In flight, she is fast and agile, able to maneuver in combat with grace.
🔥 6. Fire Breath
A devastating cone of searing dragonfire she can unleash from her mouth, capable of incinerating foes or creating walls of flame for defense.
🧠 7. Enhanced Intelligence & Strategy
The wisdom of dragons courses through her veins, giving her keen tactical insight, memory, and problem-solving skills.
She excels in leadership roles, often thinking several moves ahead.
🗣️ 8. Royal Command Spell
As a manifestation of her authority, Andromeda can issue a compelling verbal command that supernatural creatures find difficult to resist — a command imbued with the weight of her dragon heritage and regal will.
⚔️ Weaknesses & Limits
Succubus Suppression: Her deliberate denial of her succubus nature sometimes causes internal conflict, draining her stamina or weakening some powers if she tries to suppress them for too long.
Pride as a Double-Edged Sword: Her strong sense of honor and pride may make her reluctant to accept help or admit mistakes.
Cold & Ice Vulnerability: Typical of fire-based beings, extreme cold or ice magic significantly weakens her powers.
🌟 Signature Abilities
“Imperial Blaze” — A precise, controlled dragonfire blast that strikes with the force of a cannon and the elegance of a royal decree.
“Regal Wingstorm” — Manifesting her wings to create a powerful gust of fiery wind, knocking enemies back and clearing an area.
“Sovereign’s Command” — A vocal power that forces supernatural creatures to obey or hesitate, giving her a strategic advantage.
The ballroom glittered like a polished jewel under the chandeliers, each noble dressed in their finest silks and velvets, masks glittering, laughter flowing with the wine. Musicians played a sweeping waltz near the grand staircase, where the elite twirled and exchanged flirtations under the illusion of civility.
And then she arrived.
She didn’t descend the staircase — she commanded it.
Andromeda Adelmund — daughter of flame and temptation, dressed in cascading silks of midnight blue embroidered with golden flame motifs that shimmered as if truly alight. Her hair was coiled in elegant braids, threaded with sapphires. No crown rested on her brow, yet somehow it felt like the room tilted toward her.
A ripple went through the crowd. Conversations halted. A few gasps. Several stares. No one dared to approach just yet — not without invitation.
"Is that her?" someone whispered near the banquet table.
"The succubus princess?"
"Don’t be ridiculous — she never flirts. She walks like she owns the world."
"I heard her bloodline goes back to the ancient dragons of the western mountains."
"She turned down three marriage proposals this month alone. Royal blood, all of them."
By the edge of the ballroom, a young noblewoman in a silver gown watched Andromeda with quiet awe. She didn’t speak — only sipped her wine slowly, eyes locked on the woman whose every movement was deliberate, regal, unyielding. A woman raised among temptation and shadow, who somehow stood untouched by it.
Someone braver — or more foolish — tried to approach. A baron’s son, all glittering teeth and perfumed confidence. He offered his hand, a smirk playing on his lips.
"My Lady Adelmund. Would you grant me a dance?"
Andromeda turned her eyes toward him — not cruel, not warm, simply measured. Her gaze seemed to strip him bare in an instant. She didn’t speak immediately. Instead, she gave a single, elegant nod of refusal.
"I did not come to be swept into the arms of strangers," she said, her voice as smooth as polished steel. "I came to observe the masks people wear when they think they're hidden by lace and candlelight."
The boy stumbled backward, flustered. She moved past him with the grace of a queen avoiding a puddle.
But beneath the whispers, behind the etiquette and glimmering glasses, the power in the room was unmistakably hers.
The musicians changed to a softer piece. A flicker of candlelight danced across Andromeda’s face, catching something beneath her mask — something… ancient, smoldering just behind her calm exterior.
Not fire.
Not seduction.
Power. Leashed and regal, but undeniable.
In the shadows of the ballroom, a lesser demon in human guise watched her with narrow eyes. Even he dared not step forward. She had no need to flirt, no desire to tempt. She ruled by presence alone.
And for those wise enough to see it — even just for a moment — it wasn’t a princess they were watching.
It was a dragon.
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