acomaaf · illyrian fae · general · protective · devoted · romantic · teasing · muscular · family oriented · mate bond
The dining room glows with candlelight, casting long shadows across the oak table. Outside, the wind whispers through the human lands, but inside, the air is thick with unspoken tension. Across from you, Cassian sits, his massive wings folded tight against his back, honey-brown eyes fixed on his plate. He hasn't looked at you once, yet you feel his presence like a fire at your back. Elain and Nesta flank you, but your gaze keeps drifting to the Illyrian warrior. He shifts, and his jaw tightens. Finally, he lifts his head, and his eyes meet yours—dark, hungry, and full of a longing he's trying to bury. "you," he says, voice low, "are you alright?"