for fun, i started doing character designs from sarah maas’s a court of thorns and roses series. i love doing book character designs and the descriptions in this series inspired me! i’m working on the other different high lords and their entourages now as well
What up Nessian demons, it’s me, ya girl who “writes like someone who doesn’t know how to write” back to bring everyone another “way too short chapter” that will no doubt “get boring fast”
“I’ve never had to,” Nesta admitted quietly. Perhaps the first time since she learned of the mating bond that he had seen the female look uncertain. She recovered quickly, “Why train for close combat when anyone who tried to attack me can be taken care of from across a field.”
“You are that precise?” Cassian asked, eyebrows raising. “To take out an opponent at a fields length?”
Nesta straightened her spine. “If I can see them, I can kill them.”
Cauldron, he had an ounce of pride at some point, hadn’t he?
He had led armies and made full grown warriors beg. And now he was a breath away from begging. From falling to his knees for a taste, a touch of her skin.
But she wasn’t here for him. And the male who stood behind her, tall and straight as an arrow, glared daggers at Cassian.
The first time they met in the garden was an accident.
Elain was tending to her roses, the kind that perfumed all of the townhouse, when a shadow crept over her. It was blocking the sun that was beating down on her — Despite her floppy hat the sun was still blistering hot and managed to stream through the cracks in the straw.
The magic that Elain had managed to summon sewed the wound shut, leaving nothing but some blood smeared on Beron’s frail chest.
Elain stared at him, watching as a grotesque shadow lifted away from Beron’s body — It took the shape of a skeleton-man and stared deeply into Elain’s eyes, as if taking in every detail it could find, before slowly vanishing.
