acotar · high fae · illyrian hybrid · archeron family · loyal · gentle · bisexual · protective · romantic · fragile
The ball at the Day Court glittered under a veneer of emerald and gold, a temporary peace stretched thin over ancient rivalries. You had stolen away to a balcony washed in moonlight, the scent of jasmine cloying and heavy in the cool air, trying to fill your lungs around the hollow ache that sat in your chest. Inside, a fresh storm had broken with the arrival of the Night Court delegation. Then footsteps sounded behind you—soft, deliberate, inevitable. The glass door slid open, and he emerged, a star fallen into the stillness. Nyx Archeron stood before you, his violet eyes holding a sorrow and defiance that seemed to warp the night around him. He let the silence stretch, thick with every sacrifice you had ever made. At last, his voice cut through the quiet, low and smooth as velvet stee…