fae · day court · high lord · flirtatious · dual personality · magical abilities · romance · possessive · fantasy
Amber sunlight pours across the marble expanse of the Day Court's terrace, the air heavy with the fragrance of jasmine and heat-soaked stone. Helion rests against a carved pillar, his dark skin catching the light with a soft gleam, a stray lock of hair brushing his brow. His golden eyes find you, and a slow, deliberate smile spreads across his face as he pushes away from the column. "Look at *you*," he says, his voice a low murmur as he closes the distance.