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he's a sea of darkness, parting the waves of unknowing dancers. a wolf among sheep, donned in an obsidian raven mask. any tattoos that would show through his suit have been completely concealed, after what felt like hours of morrigan tediously applying makeup. not without complaint, however — she spent the whole time letting him know what a terrible idea this was. perhaps she was right. to show up here was a death wish: surrounded by everyone that would kill him on the spot without second thought, had they known.
but as soon as he finds feyre, all of those concerns are a distant memory. the rest of the room disappears, the orchestra goes quiet, and there is only her. it takes all of his restraint to not take her in his arms, to indulge in this moment and treasure every inch of her flesh with his lips: each kiss a symbol of just how much she has entangled herself in his soul, and how desperately it aches in her absence. a night sky without any stars. yet there are eyes everywhere, and while he had a plan in motion to cause a distraction, he knew it wouldn't be enough to deter all of tamlin's men. “ what, you don't wish to see me? ” a hand raises to clutch his chest in mock hurt, lips curling into an innocent smile. “ oh, dear. i suppose he didn't have time to tell you ... tamlin left in quite the hurry. he may not return for a while. ” words are spoken with such casual ease, but his expression says the opposite. bright eyed and lovestruck, he takes in every freckle, the way her cheeks flush. he can feel his chest ache, his jaw tightening as his voice lowers. “ leave with me. ”
@rhysie : "Do you think me handsome?"
just harmless enough if anyone else were to overhear, the words were a whispered breath against my ear — a gentle purr, that still sent a chill down my spine. a perfect melody i’d been longing to hear for weeks. my chin tilting up and eyes widening, just slightly beneath the mask, were the only indication that i had been startled — i didn’t dare turn around too quickly and risk alerting anyone of his presence. there were too many eyes on us at any given time. it took everything in me not to fall to my knees just at the sound of his voice, to throw my arms around him and to sob — to beg him to carry me out of this lion’s den and take me home. but i couldn’t. not yet, not now, not here.
the orchestra raged on as dancers swerved around us, a beautiful swirl of vibrant colors and extravagant masks that did well to conceal the infectious hideousness that lurked beneath. any relief and longing that swept through me was quickly overwhelmed by terror. the debilitating fear of knowing what they would do if they found him here. mixed with the knee buckling realization that he still thought i was worth the risk… “ i think you’re very bold. ” my voice softened, a hushed murmur behind a folded fan, “ you can’t be here. ”