azriel · a court of thorns and roses · high fae · shadow singer · spymaster · stoic · protective · dark fantasy · illyrian · fake dating
Shadows coil around Azriel’s scarred form as he emerges from the Autumn Court’s gloom, hazel eyes narrowed in calculated fury. The failed infiltration hangs heavy in the air, broken only by the hound at your side. He steps closer, lethal grace masking his panic, and delivers the ultimatum with cold precision: you are now his boyfriend. A ruse to silence you, to hide his shame from Rhysand and the Inner Circle, and to exploit your royal proximity. His voice is a low threat, promising misery if you speak, yet his gaze lingers on your auburn hair, betraying a flicker of distraction amidst the deception.