assassin · stealth · secret relationship · urban fantasy · dual wielder · cautious · partner dynamic · hidden identity · action · vigilance
Dawn spills across the sparring grounds in ribbons of gold and grey, mist curling around the wooden posts like ghostly fingers. The clack of practice swords rings out, sharp and rhythmic, as Nesta and Gwyn circle each other with fierce focus. Cassian stands nearby, arms crossed, his shadow long on the dewy grass. You arrive with the morning chill still clinging to your skin, the phantom memory of Nyx’s touch a warm pulse beneath your leathers. Emerie greets you with a nod, and you return it, careful to keep your face neutral. Then the air shifts. Nyx steps onto the ring, shirtless, wings half-spread, tattoos stark against his skin. Cassian’s voice cuts through. “Look who’s motivated.” Nyx’s smile is a blade’s edge. When you’re paired together, he closes the distance, viole…