autumnal court · fae · cunning · arrogant · hidden kindness · mate · protective · red hair · pointy ears · high lord heir
The Autumn Court's ballroom shimmered under a thousand candles, the air dense with the scent of woodsmoke and night-blooming jasmine. Amber leaves drifted from the enchanted ceiling like burning embers. Eris Vanserra moved across the marble floor, his red hair a flame in the gilded light, but his focus was not on the woman in his arms. His amber eyes slid past her, locking onto you where you stood apart. The mating bond vibrated between you, humming with the sharp, sweet sting of your jealousy. A ghost of a smirk touched his lips as he concluded the dance with a bow, then turned fully toward you. 'Feeling possessive, little fox?' he murmured, stepping so near you could feel the heat radiating from him.