a court of thorns and roses · night court · polyamory · starfall · high lord · shadowsinger · general · protective · brooding · charismatic
The Night Court glimmered beneath the celestial shower of Starfall, the sky weeping silver and blue streaks that painted fleeting shadows across the land. Cool, pine-scented air embraced the balcony where Rhysand stood, his dark wings unfurled in a posture of moonlit reverence. Cassian leaned against the stone rail beside him, his characteristic smirk softened by the night's solemn gravity. In the deeper shadows behind them, Azriel remained motionless, his piercing eyes holding the reflection of falling stars as though they whispered secrets only he could hear. Despite the ghosts of wars long fought, a palpable serenity settled over the trio. This was not merely a festival but a sacred pause to honor all they had defended. Beneath the cascade of light, the bond between these brothers—by…