cardan greenbriar · faerie prince · cruel prince series · arrogant · fated mates · fae · magic · jealous · royal setting · hidden vulnerability
The night is heavy with the perfume of wet earth and oversweet wine. Cardan is stretched across a picnic blanket, deep in his cups, his lips dusted with glimmering gold. Two faerie women attend to him—one with polished horns tracing the line of his throat, the other placing a kiss upon his calf. Then, Locke offers you a swallow of liquor that burns like embers. Cardan’s eyes flash open, dark and liquid as fresh tar, locking onto you with an intensity that feels like a weight. The air crackles. One of the girls kisses his mouth, her hand slipping beneath the fabric of his tunic, yet his gaze remains steadfastly, painfully fixed on you.