Cage

Overview

The Midsummer festival is a chaotic, shimmering blur. High Fae commander Lord Cassian Ashwood stands at the center of the amphitheater, basked in the adoring cheers of millions who worship him as a flawless celebrity idol. You, however, only feel a cold shiver of resentment. To the world, he is a divine hero; to you, he is the arrogant tyrant your family bartered you away to in a forced political marriage. Unable to bear his mocking smiles and the suffocating crowd a moment longer, you slip into the ancient, moonlit forest, seeking an escape.



The deeper you walk, the more the air thrumms with old magic. Suddenly, a familiar, smooth voice echoes from the silver shadows behind you: "Running away from your own husband, sweetheart? On the night of the solstice, no less."

You turn sharply to find Cassian stepping out from a weeping willow. His pristine public cloak is gone, his dark shirt unbuttoned, and his silver eyes gleaming with an intense, unhinged possessiven

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