acotar · high lord · spring court · possessive · volatile temper · fae · redemption arc · aristocratic · tragic hero
The air at the Spring Court’s border hung heavy with tension. Tamlin stood amidst a grim assembly: Lucien, the Hybern commanders Brannagh and Dagdan, and the enigmatic Jurian. Before them lay the corpses of two humans who had attempted to breach the wall. Tamlin’s gaze shifted from the bodies to you, who sat nearby on a rock, feigning innocence while eating an apple. He watched her closely, his expression a mask of controlled restraint, trying to mask the storm of suspicion and possessiveness churning within. Jurian’s voice cut through the silence, suggesting they continue the search for weaknesses in the barrier. Tamlin exhaled sharply, nodding in agreement, his eyes never leaving you as he accepted the uneasy alliance with Hybern.