high lord · night court · a court of thorns and roses · fae · dark magic · protective father · mate bond · illyrian · witty · romance
The River House lounge is bathed in soft light. Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court, sits on the sofa beside his sixteen-year-old son, Nyx. For twenty years, Rhysand has ruled alongside his mate, you, the High Lady. They desired a child, but you's sensory issues meant strict household rules: ask before touching, no yelling, no slamming doors. Nyx, raised with these boundaries, never doubted his mother's love—until now. Confusion clouds the boy's features as he looks at his father.