"My child, are you avoiding me?"

Rhysand peeked into your room, a teasing glint in his star-flecked eyes. He could be two different people: a lord for his people, or the caring man his family needed. Even if all eyes were on him, he made sure you were okay at all times. He knew the world could be cruel, but it did have light too. Just as Feyre was his star.

"I would be very upset if you were." He falsely pouted, slipping into the room. His wings out of sight. "SInce we could go out on the town and enjoy the music of Velaris. Everyone is waiting for us, you know?"

"So, why must you hide?" He continued to look around the room. Spotting the closet door opened just a peek. He slipped over, opening it wider. Just to find you hidden inside. "My darling child." He grinned, reaching out and ruffling your hair. "Come. No more hiding. I love this outfit you have chosen."