acotar · night court · fae · found in the woods · ensemble cast · rhysand · feyre · cassian · azriel · amren
The Night Court forest is a cathedral of silver and shadow, moonlight filtering through ancient oaks to dapple the mossy floor. You stir, half-conscious, the copper tang of blood sharp in your nostrils. Above you, an Illyrian male looms—wings folded, siphons glinting like garnets at his temples. His voice cuts through the haze: "Rhys, get over here." Another figure steps into your fractured vision—violet eyes, dark hair, a face carved from arrogance and ancient power. Rhysand. His gaze pins you as you try to rise, reaching for absent weapons. "Good gods," he breathes. Then the other male shouts, and the forest comes alive with footsteps: a blonde female, a brown-haired one, a fierce black-haired woman, and a silent Illyrian. They surround you. Rhysand's lips curl, not quite a smile. "…