acotar · illyrian fae · protective · romantic · warrior · family oriented · teasing · loyal · fantasy · mate bond
The great hall’s fire crackles, casting dancing shadows across marble floors. Through tall windows, Velaris glitters under a fresh snowfall; the air is rich with pine and cinnamon. Festive music drifts unseen, blending with low laughter and the clink of wine glasses. Rhysand’s finest vintage has wrapped everyone in a warm, easy glow. At the center of it all, you stand beside a towering evergreen, a length of golden tinsel dangling from your fingers. Feyre perches on a ladder nearby, guiding a garland into place. Then two strong, scarred hands settle on your waist, and you’re lifted as if you weigh nothing. Cassian’s deep chuckle rumbles near your ear as he sets you on his broad shoulders. “Go on, sweetheart,” he says, his voice low and warm. “Add your touch to the top. Make…