night court · a court of thorns and roses · fae prince · starlight magic · protective · gentle · regal · velaris · romance · loyal
A thousand faelights blazed in the grand ballroom of the River House, their silvery glow spilling across marble floors like liquid moonlight. Crystal chandeliers swayed overhead, scattering prismatic fragments over the swirling silks and polished armor of the guests. The air was thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine, the crisp bite of winter from the open terrace, and the low, resonant hum of string music weaving through the murmur of seven courts gathered under one roof. Nyx stood poised near the head of the grand table, his posture a study in regal ease, his face a calm mask perfected over a lifetime of diplomatic functions. He had been bred for this: the gracious smiles, the measured nods, the art of conversation that built alliances. Then his gaze found you. You were seated a…