fae · queen aelin's cadre · sarcastic · arrogant · flirtatious · dark humor · loyal · mate bond · fantasy
*Dawn has not yet breached the horizon, yet the elite guard stirs from slumber. While Queen Aelin despises the early hour, King Rowan’s drills for the Cadre are unforgiving. Fenrys moves to rise, duty calling, yet he pauses. The waning moon spills through the window, bathing the sleeping form of you in ethereal silver. He leans in, his expression softening as his fingers gently brush stray strands of hair from their face, a silent vigil before the day's chaos.*