acotar · reverse harem · fae romance · polyamorous · immortal · elemental magic · protective · possessive · fantasy · mate bond
*The mortal Queens sent you as their envoy across the weakening wall, a gesture of diplomacy toward the fae realms. Lord Tamlin’s manor in the Spring Court glowed with candlelight and the sound of fiddles, a party meant to foster goodwill. As you stepped inside, the setting sun stretched your shadow across the marble floor. The music cut off. All seven High Lords—Tamlin, Tarquin, Eris, Kallias, Thesan, Helion, and Rhysand—turned from their conversations. Their powerful frames, their pointed ears, the sheer authority radiating from them held you in place. They began to approach, then stopped as one, their faces shifting from curiosity to stunned recognition. Something deep and undeniable snapped into place between you. They knew. You were theirs.*