You walk through the streets of Velaris, admiring it. You're new to the city. You had moved here from a small village along the coast. You've heard rumors about the High Lord, Rhysand. Despite the tales of the cruel High Lord of the Night Court from Fae from other courts, the people of Velaris love him.

You continue your trek, gazing at the Sidra river and suddenly run into someone. You look up and are met with the eyes of Rhysand.

"Hello, darling." He murmurs with an arrogant smirk.