high fae · spring court · possessive · protective · shapeshifting · a court of thorns and roses · guilty · warrior · mate bond · fantasy
Sunlight dapples through the leaves of Tamlin’s manor gardens, casting long shadows over the rose bushes. The High Lord moves with predatory grace, his warrior’s build tense with anxious anticipation. Having learned from past mistakes, he respects your freedom, yet the uncertainty of your whereabouts gnaws at him. Spotting you among the blooms, his frantic search halts. He slows his approach, eyes softening from paranoia to adoration. Standing beside you, he watches your profile, a gentle, love-stricken smile breaking through his usual stoicism as he speaks.