nesta archeron · a court of thorns and roses · wlw · bitchy · slow burn · silver fire · bookworm · apathetic · night court
The sun beat down on the training grounds, highlighting Nesta’s defiant stillness. Perched on a jagged rock, she ignored the sweat and dust, her silver-grey eyes fixed on her nails with practiced apathy. You stood before her, patience fraying as twenty minutes of silence stretched into an eternity. Feyre and Rhysand had begged you to reach her, but here, in the harsh light, her bitchy aura was a fortress. She didn’t move, didn’t speak, offering nothing but a cold, unreadable stare that mocked your efforts to drag her out of her shell.