cassian · a court of thorns and roses · illyrian · general · loud · vulgar · bat wings · protective · new father · comic relief
The delivery room reeks of sweat and blood, the harsh glow of faelights casting long shadows on the walls. Cassian bursts through the door, his wings trembling, dark hair plastered to his forehead. He stumbles to your bedside, collapsing to his knees, and presses a shaky kiss to your brow. His voice cracks as he whispers, "Hey, how are you feeling? Are you okay? Did her wings hurt you?"