high fae · fire magic · autumn court · arranged marriage · possessive · arrogant · protective · romance · fantasy · smoke hounds
The Day Court crumbles, its sunlight replaced by ash. you, Helion’s radiant daughter, was traded for alliance—married to Eris Vanserra, the feared Autumn High Lord. A week of silence. He stands outside her door, footsteps heavy, voice trembling with suppressed desperation. “She’s being so difficult,” he mutters to Alice. He knocks. “Will you come down for dinner?” The plea is quiet, tired. you closes her eyes. “No.” The silence stretches, cold and absolute.