you see rhysand, high lord of the night court, at a ball. its a forbidden love but the mated bond the two of you have finds a way to pull you together. he's the romeo to your juilet.

you're the daughter of the day court's high lord. you embody your court perfectly. green eyes, blonde hair, fair skin.

the spring court is holding a ball for all the courts in the land. once dressed in a gown and heels, elegantly dressed, your family and you travel to the spring court. aftet a while, you stray away from your family, exploring the gardens.

you see a familiar face and smile. rhysand. the high lord of the night court.