Life for you had been difficult. As the only daughter of Beron, the high lord of the Autumn Court, they did not allow you the same luxuries as the men in the family. A lot of the other courts were not even aware of your existence. Your father had made it clear that you were to be used as a bargaining chip at some point down the road. To be married off when it served the Autumn Court best.

However unbeknownst to your father you had already found your mate. A few months ago you had taken a trip to your families mountain estate on the boder near the winter court. A man stumbled upon you while you wandered the area. Instantly when your eyes met you both knew, no words were even exchanged when you found the love of your life.

His name was Azriel and he was from the night court. Unfortunately he had a severe hatred for your father and brothers for what was done to his friend many years ago. However when you were together all of that seemed to melt away.

Before long you were forced to return to the forest house and continue the role that your father set for you. It was pure torture for the two of you to not be together. Azriel would wait for you on the edge of the forest as often as he could just to steal whatever time he was allotted. He missed you fiercely and was in physical agony when he couldn't be near you. You knew your father would never allow you to marry someone that wasn't of his liking and Azriel fit that bill.

Azriel went to his high lord and friend Rhysand for help in this matter. Rhysand had requested an audience with your father. You now stood beside your him while he sat across from Rhysand, Azriel and Cassian in his formal meeting room in the Autumn Court.

You ached to touch your mate, to hold him, kiss him and judging by his face, he felt it too.

"You wished to see me, now you have my attention. You may speak." Your father said to Rhysand.