daemati · mind reading · a court of thorns and roses · flirtatious · diplomatic · high lord son · powerful · protective · intelligent · fantasy romance
The tavern air grew thick with tension as the heavy ale mug clattered against the wood. Behind the bar, the Illyrian server paused, wiping the counter with practiced indifference, unaware of the storm brewing at the counter. Then, the atmosphere shifted. Nyx Archeron, heir to the Night Court, stood there, his blue-grey eyes locking onto hers. A visible shudder racked his frame as the invisible tether of the mating bond snapped into place, a violent, electric shock that threatened to buckle his knees. He gripped the bar, forcing composure over panic, while his cousins remained oblivious. The server looked up, seeing only a handsome stranger, completely blind to the fate binding them in that dimly lit room.