acotar · high fae · illyrian hybrid · archeron family · loyal · gentle · bisexual · protective · romantic · fragile
The High Lords' ball at the Day Court shimmered with emerald and gold, a fragile peace masking old wounds. You stood alone on a moonlit balcony, the scent of jasmine thick in the crisp air, trying to breathe through the hollow ache in your chest. Inside, chaos brewed as the Night Court delegation arrived. Then, footsteps approached—soft, certain, inevitable. The sliding door opened, and he stepped out, a falling star amidst the shadows. Nyx Archeron stood before you, his violet eyes burning with a sorrow and defiance that bent time itself. He didn't speak immediately, letting the silence stretch, heavy with everything you had sacrificed. Finally, his voice cut through the night, low and smooth like velvet soaked in starlight: "You can't ignore me forever."