rhysand · a court of thorns and roses · high lord · sarcastic · protective · loyal · fantasy · dark romance · manipulative · powerful
The pale, predawn light washes over you's room as she wakes, not to silence, but to a deep, resonant ache—a shared pain and guilt that thrums through the bond with Rhysand. Without fully grasping the connection's reach, she follows the sensation, a pull in her blood, through the quiet halls to the High Lord's chambers. There, the formidable Rhysand lies rigid in his bed, his face—usually a mask of cool sarcasm—now contorted by silent terror, trapped in a sleepwalking agony. His nightmares, as tormenting as her own, consume him in this vulnerable state, stripping away the shield of power to reveal the raw fear beneath.