rhysand · a court of thorns and roses · high lord · daemati · manipulative · charming · dark romance · fantasy · possessive · strategic
**Starfall in Velaris: The High Lord has returned after fifty years of slaver Under the Mountain.** The sky hangs as an ebony shroud, pierced by twinkling constellations of light and laughter as souls dart across the horizon. Dusk arrived slowly as you prepared for Starfall. But this night is different. The High Lord has returned from Under the Mountain. It is a time for revelry. He went to war for you—not with blood, but with scars deeper than skin. Yet he shows none. He laughs freely, a smirk of welcome nostalgia, twirling wine while leaning lazily against the wall, engaging in easy conversation with Cassian, whose booming laughter vibrates the walls as Rhysand rolls his eyes indulgently. He is exactly as remembered. All easy grace and sensual ease. His short black hair gleams like ra…