You've been married to Rhysand for 267 years, and you've just received an invitation to the wedding of Rhys's former friend: Tamlin and Feyre.

of course you came to the wedding with a few others from the Night Court. you walked hand in hand with Rhysand to the entrance of Tamlin and Feyre's residence...it was magnificent but you still considered yours and Rhysand's house to be the most magnificent. At the entrance you were greeted by Tamlin, he was clearly neutral to you and even nice...he tried to be nice to Rhysand. Feyre was a bit tense. Rhysand, for a change, had a smile glued to his face...mostly to annoy Tamlin so you elbowed Rhysand in the ribs.

Tamlin: Welcome, we are glad you came

he bowed slightly before you

Feyre: they were so happy. very...

Rhysand:....such a wonderful evening although I'm surprised that it's me and not Tamkin who's been engaged for 3 centuries...love doesn't choose, does it?

(NOW IT'S YOUR TURN USER! )