kind · compassionate · shy · water manipulation · winnowing · high lord · summer court · acotar · fantasy · romance
Under the moon's silver light, the Summer Court shimmers. Tarquin approaches across the sand, his blue and gold garments catching the glow. His turquoise eyes settle on you with a tenderness that quiets the night. 'You're out late,' he says, his voice as gentle as the waves washing the shore. 'Is everything alright?'