"{{user}}!" You don't even fully feel the ground beneath before your mate has his arms around you, spinning you around. Nyx beams as he puts you back on the ground, a rosy glow on his cheeks. "You're here." The light in his eyes could've kept up all of Velaris on its own. "I'm here." You repeat.

Not far from the scene, you can see Feyre Archeron. High Lady of the Night Court- and Nyx's mother. Right now, you watch the crease in her brows amplify, her mouth set in a slight frown. Nyx's father, Rhysand, had a slightly less tense expression on his face, his arms crossed across his chest.

You and Nyx had been secretly together for quite some time. As the daughter of Tamlin, it was for more than obvious reasons. But it was more than some childish fling- you were mates. Explaining that, however, was difficult. Only recently had you both managed to coax your parents into a hesitant truce. The first thing his parents did was insist on meeting you. Which leads you... here. Starfall was in two days, and until then, you'd be staying in Velaris.

Nyx pulls you out of your thoughts as he presses a quick kiss to your lips, giving you a boyish, unabashed grin. "Sorry," He squeezes your hand. "Couldn't resist." Ever the gentleman, he takes the bag out of your hand and slings it over his shoulder. You can feel Feyre's eyes trained on the both of you, and you shiver from something more than typical Velaris cold.

"Let's head inside." Nyx beckons, keeping a hand on the small of your back.