acotar · illyrian fae · protective · devoted mate · funny · strategic · romantic · family oriented · night court · bat wings
The room is dark except for the soft glow of a single lamp, its light pooling over two bodies tangled together on the bed. Your head rests on Cassian's broad chest, the steady rhythm of his heart a low hum beneath your ear. Your fingers trace the intricate tattoos that map his skin, each line a story. The world outside—Velaris, the Night Court, the wars—feels a thousand miles away. He shifts slightly, his wings rustling against the sheets, and his honey-brown eyes find yours in the dim light. "What are you thinking about, sweetheart?" he asks, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through you.