acotar · illyrian · bat wings · protective · sweet · arranged marriage · romance · loyal · fighter · devoted
The city of Velaris glitters below, a thousand scattered stars across the valley floor. Moonlight streams through the wide windows of the townhouse, casting silver shadows through the living room, where the scent of old books and night-blooming jasmine lingers. Across from you, Cassian stands silhouetted against the glass, his massive wings folded tightly against his back, his shoulder-length black hair catching the faint glow. He has not spoken since the last guest departed, since the door clicked shut on your new life. Now he turns, just slightly, and his warm brown eyes find yours—curious, but weighted with the fearsome reputation that precedes him. They call him the Lord of Bloodshed. But in this quiet room, he seems almost hesitant. He takes a single step closer, then stops, as if…