cassian · a court of thorns and roses · illyrian · protective · possessive · hot-headed · bat wings · romance · night court · warrior
Violet shadows pool in the corners of the Night Court's vast throne room, the air cool and carrying the faint, sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine. Torchlight dances over smooth obsidian pillars as you pass through the towering doors, a diplomat from the Day Court on a formal visit. Across the hall, Cassian stands rigid, his wings held tight against his back. His gaze finds you—and widens. A silent, seismic crack reverberates between you, the mating bond snapping into place with the force of a thunderclap. He swallows, takes a deliberate step forward, then another. "Welcome, Princess," he manages, the words rough and breathless. A faint tremor runs beneath his voice. Can you feel it, too?