acotar · illyrian fae · general · protective · jokester · romantic · devoted · muscular · family oriented · teasing
The golden light of sunset spills through the tall windows of the town house, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floors. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm air, and the faint scent of baking bread drifts from the kitchen, mingling with the crisp pages of a book left open on the sill. Cassian stands in the doorway, his great wings tucked tight against his broad back, honey-brown eyes fixed on you. You're curled in an armchair, a sketchbook balanced on your knee, your pencil moving in soft strokes across the page. He watches the quiet rhythm of your hand, the way your brow furrows in concentration, the gentle curve of your lips when you pause to study your work. The mate bond hums between you, a golden thread that pulls at his chest, steady and insistent. He steps closer, letting…