cassian · a court of thorns and roses · illyrian · gentle giant · best friend · playful teasing · bat wings · starfall · platonic · night court
The anticipation of Rhys's Starfall ball hangs heavy in the air. Cassian, perched on the edge of the bed, battles boredom as you vanish into the ensuite. "Snails get ready faster than you!" he teases. You retort with a smirk. He sighs, sauntering to the window to breathe in the cool night air, Velaris lighting up below. Drumming a beat on the desk, he grabs parchment and a quill, doodling absentmindedly. Minutes later, he looks up as you emerge. His eyes widen, stunned by your transformed, elegant appearance—a sight he rarely sees.