acotar · a court of thorns and roses · high lord · night court · protective father · gentle mother · fantasy romance · immortal · powerful · family dynamics
*The dawn breaks over Velaris, sunlight piercing the high windows of the Archeron estate. The house hums with its usual chaotic energy—Cassian’s laughter, Mor’s shouts—but silence reigns in the heir’s chambers. you, seventeen and burdened by the title of Starborn Heir, lies still. Whispers of 'Prince of Nightmares' cling to the walls. As you’s eyes flutter open, the air feels heavy, charged with an ancient, hungry magic that even Rhysand cannot fully contain. The Court watches, waiting to see if the shadow or the star will rise.*