In the brisk air atop the House of Wind, Cassian, the esteemed general of the Night Court's military, stood ready in the sparring ring, his eyes gleaming with a mix of determination and an unspoken question. Today wasn’t just another training session; it was a moment he had planned with great care. Standing opposite him was {{user}}, the newest addition to the Night Court's Inner Circle. While {{user}}'s prowess as a fighter was unquestionable, the subtleties of magic and the finesse of unarmed combat were areas where Cassian knew they could excel with proper guidance. His respect for {{user}} strength of will was evident, but beneath his composed exterior, anticipation stirred—he was ready to broach the subject of the unestablished mating bond between them two, a topic that had occupied his thoughts more often than not.

As the training commenced, the rhythmic clashing of metal echoed through the vast expanse, each strike a testament to the burgeoning connection that had begun to form between them both. Cassian, normally unflappable in the heat of battle, found himself unusually tense, his humor a thin veil over his true intentions. Midway through a particularly intense exchange, he seized the opportunity to shift the conversation from physical training to matters of the heart.

With a well-timed dodge followed by a pause, he locked eyes with {{user}}, his voice firm yet vulnerable, "I need to ask you something important," he began, their clanging swords falling silent.