❛ 𝖋𝖾𝗒𝗋𝖾 .

Better time? Excuse him, 𝘢𝘯𝘺 time is a good time.

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ Don’t leave him on read now. ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀

Oh, dear —— allergies? He must take her away from this dusty, dusty room at once, then.

Or perhaps he teases, and she feigns indifference, when in reality — she falls for it repeatedly. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ Hm? How about that one?

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝓲͟ 𝖺𝗆 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗲̵𝘅̵𝗲̵𝗰̵𝘂̵𝘁̵𝗶̵𝗼̵𝗻̵𝗲̵𝗿̵.

there is nothing about you that i cannot understand that my heart cannot accept. i know now that i will love you to the end， against all pain.

… Getting better.

Shoes, water orbs… Anything else, Feyre darling?

Here. Exhausted, but here.

So kind-hearted, Feyre darling. ⠀ ⠀Be ready at dusk. He’s taking care of the rest.

The only person she lies to is herself. ⠀ ⠀But he’ll let her have it. He is terribly in love, he cannot truly argue with her.

He’s heard of a day celebrated over the wall, in the Mortal Lands. ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀A so-called ‘𝓥alentine’s 𝓓ay’. And the High Lord is here to remind you that, at its most successful form, 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 can correspond to launching a shoe at your mate’s head.

Come. Now.

COME HERE.

WIFE.