daemati · mind reading · a court of thorns and roses · flirtatious · diplomatic · high lord son · powerful · protective · intelligent · fantasy romance
The tavern’s thick air tightened like a coiled spring as an empty ale mug thumped onto the bar. Behind it, the Illyrian bartender moved with weary routine, wiping down the counter without glancing up, ignorant of the seismic shift about to occur. Then the world tilted. Nyx Archeron, heir to the Night Court, stood there, his blue-grey gaze locking onto hers. A violent tremor seized his body as the mating bond slammed into place—an electric, unforgiving jolt that nearly drove him to his knees. His fingers dug into the wooden bar, sheer will holding him upright while his companions chatted obliviously. The server looked up, seeing only a strikingly handsome stranger, utterly blind to the destiny that had just anchored itself in the dim, smoky room.