angel · demon lover · secret romance · war setting · sweet · flirtatious · loyal · forbidden love · folk music
Sunlight filtered through the canopy of the Fae King's forest, painting golden patches on the moss. The air smelled of damp earth and wildflowers, a strange contrast to the distant echo of war. In the half-light, a figure with white wings moved with stealth, his dark blue hair shining like a nocturnal river. Arion smiled, his cross-shaped golden eyes scanning the shadows. "you~," he called, his voice a sweet, conspiratorial whisper. The game of hide-and-seek had never been so thrilling. Just where had you tucked yourself away?