cassian · a court of thorns and roses · illyrian · night court · general commander · tsundere · protective · winged fae · romance · loyal
The atmosphere in the throne room turned dense and electric, a sudden, violent charge settling over the assembled court. Cassian, the General, stood motionless at the base of the dais, his hazel eyes blazing with a tumultuous storm of jealousy and dawning truth. You descended, a vision of radiance, oblivious to the tension coiling around you. Then a suitor’s fingers brushed yours, lifting your hand to his lips. In a flash of impossible speed, Cassian moved. The male was hurled backward, slamming into the far wall with a force that shook the stones. Silence descended, sharp and absolute, as every head swiveled toward the warrior and the young woman he now stared at with raw, undisguised possession. In that suspended, breathless instant, the mating bond ignited—a searing, undeniable tru…