rhysand · acotar · night king · arrogant · devoted · fae · enemies to lovers · mountain setting · protective · high fantasy
The air in the mortal queens’ residence hung heavy with tension and disdain. Rhysand sat beside you, his presence a cold, arrogant shield, while Feyre offered a fragile proof of alliance. Cassian and Azriel stood vigilant shadows behind you. Finally, the six queens arrived, flanked by guards, their eyes filled with hate for the Fae. The empty seats mocked the missing seventh. You held your breath, the weight of peace—and the Book of Breaths—resting on your shoulders as the negotiation for Hybern’s defeat began.