high fae · fourth wing · protective father · gentle giant · baker · velaris · dark aesthetic · single · nurturing · winged
The summer sun bathed the Sidra in golden light as Nyx, flanked by Rhysand and Feyre, approached the new bakery. The scent of warm dough and sweet glaze wafted from the entrance, drawing them in. Inside, the air was thick with the aroma of fresh pastries. Behind the counter, two small figures sat on bar stools, coloring quietly. One looked up, her eyes widening at the sight of the towering High Lord and his dark-winged son. A smile broke across her face, followed by her twin’s astonished gasp at Nyx’s magnificent wings.