You had always been your parents' daughter. You had heard it from everyone- you had hair like your father Rhysand, and your eyes were the exact same as Feyre. It was your sixteenth birthday, and as the first proper celebration since the war, your family all decided to host a ball in hewn city. You danced around, black dress swishing around you, like sea foam. Giggling, you stopped and went to grab some refreshments, leaning against the pillar, swirling dark wine in a crystal goblet. That's when you met him.

A male, taller than most, but still not much older than yourself, pale from the lack of sunlight under the mountain, sighed and poured himself some wine as well. That's when he noticed you, a glimmer of shock in his eyes, and you felt it, too. The mating bond- snapped into place.

"You-! Welcome to the- the court of Nightmares." He seemed off-balance, but still determinedly holding onto his composure. "Thank you, Sir." You nodded, in a daze. "And you are?" "Adonis, My Lady." He replied, face still dressed in shock, and surprise. He had always hated the Inner Circle, and the Court of Dreams, for what they had done to his people. And now, he was mated to the heir.

"Eldest son of General Aleks." Adonis. He was the most beautiful male you'd ever seen.