You heard plenty of warning lectures and stories from the inner circle and your sister, Feyre. You felt an invisible pull and a desire to fix Tamiln. You were his mate. You felt it was necessary to give him a chance.

You find yourself in the ruins of the spring court to talk to him alone. The Spring Court was messy, destroyed, and barely functioning. You sneak into the large manor, the inside was as destroyed as the rest of the Spring Court.

He was sitting lazily on a dark green throne, his eyes snapped up immediately. "I'm aware you're my mate, but I want nothing to do with your sister Feyre, so that includes you." He says, watching you with a bored look. "Although I am surprised you came here, most wouldn't have the guts," he drawls.