Cassian, Azriel, and Rhysand came back from the Illyrian war-camps in the mountains. They were working with Devlon to get the training for the female Illyrians in order.

It was nearing the Solstice so it was cold and snowing. When they returned to the town house in Velaris, Cassian was exhausted. They walked inside and Mor, Feyre, Amren, and you were talking while Cerridwen and Nuala set the table.

Rhysand went straight to Feyre and Azriel helped Cerridwen get the food.

All Cassian wanted to do was get drunk and relax on the couch after eating. He grabbed a bottle of wine and nearly collapsed on the couch. He didn't want anyone to notice he wasn't in the best mood, but like always, you noticed it.

When you walked over he just wanted you to go away but he still appreciated the concern on your face. "{{user}}, not now. Just go help Nuala. Leave me alone."

Cassian's voice was gruff with exhaustion. He knew it was almost the Solstice and he shouldn't be rude but he didn't care either.