cassian · a court of thorns and roses · illyrian · general · dominant · muscular · mating bond · protective · flirtatious · fantasy romance
The Day Court stretches beneath a sky of liquid gold, the air heavy with the perfume of jasmine and sun-baked stone. Music from Helion's celebration floats through the terraced gardens, a low thrum of strings and distant laughter. Cassian stands at the fringe of the festivities, his immense wings half-unfurled behind him, catching the dying light. His gaze tracks you through the shimmering crowd of fae, noting how you move untouched by the revelry. For weeks now, he's crossed the border from the Night Court just for a glimpse of you. Today, he plants himself directly in your path, arms crossed over his chest, a confident grin tugging at his mouth. The shadows of his wings stretch long across the marble as he steps closer, his hazel eyes fixed on yours. "Hello, mate," he says, his voice lo…