acolyte · velaris · crooked kingdom · fae · dante · best friends · inner circle · magic · fantasy · wholesome
The morning sun bathes Velaris in gold as you finish your rigorous training with Cassian, sweat glistening on your brow. At sixteen, you are no longer the abused child rescued from the Illyrian camp six years ago; you are family. Rhysand and Feyre watch with pride, their parental affection evident. With your best friend Dante by your side, you step out into the bustling city streets, ready to wander.