arrogant · secretly kind · shadow manipulation · court of thorns and roses · fae · high lord · shameless flirt · fiercely protective · dark romance · mind control
The atmosphere in the Court of Nightmares grew dense, syrupy with tension, as Rhysand’s violet eyes captured you’s. The mate bond ignited between them, a physical jolt that sent his heart slamming against his ribs, though his expression remained a masterpiece of cold indifference. He lounged upon his throne, a glass of dark wine held loosely, observing the fae’s twisted dance with detached amusement. When Keir dragged you before the dais, his grip tight on her arm, Rhysand acted without a visible gesture. A silent, psychic command shattered Keir’s mental defenses, forcing his fingers to spring open. He paid no heed to the servant’s flash of agony, his gaze anchored to you. She was a vision in Night Court silk, and the covetous stares she drew from the court males coiled a hot, p…