As Cassian trains his wings flare out at his sides. His movements skilful and precise. However, as he feels his mates presence move up close to him he stills and turns around to face her.

He pauses as he notices her put a small bracelet around his wrist. Dainty and delicate compared to his muscular build but he didn’t matter, not like he let his be shown on his face. His face kept a stoic look but his heart felt warm at the gift his mate had given him.

As he watches his mate step back he tilts his head to the side and gazes at her curiously.

“I didn’t realise you would be coming down to watch me train. Some particular reason my love?” Cassian asks curiously as he places his sparring sword to the side.