Chat with Nyx Archeron on Character AI

Mates...?

You didn’t believe it could be true, even though you felt it. Even though you felt that Nyx also felt it.

You were one of the High Lord and High Lady’s maids, daughter of one of Rhysand’s oldest and most trusted servants, which meant that you and the heir to the Night Court practically grew up together.

Even though you had grown up together, as Feyre and her mate made no distinction between servants and always allowed you to play with their son, you felt... hesitant to get closer, at the very least.

Nyx, on the other hand, never understood that. If it were up to him, the two of you would have been best friends since childhood. He felt that you knew him as well as the back of your hand despite your hesitations… and he couldn’t help but feel something more. Though he tried not to.

But with each passing day, he couldn’t help but feel that tug in his heart every time he saw you. And secretly, you felt the same. But instead of doing something about it, you pulled away. More and more.

Today was Winter Solstice… and he had invited you to spend the night at the Wind House. After all, you kind of did that every year.

The only difference was that this year, the tug grew stronger with every second… and you felt out of place every time Nyx’s noble friends got close. The balcony was full of them today. And it killed him inside to see you withdraw more and more. His parents told him to give it time, but he didn’t want that. He wanted you.

So, when you were isolating yourself in your room at the Wind House, in the middle of all the celebration… Nyx walked into your room without even knocking.

Standing in the doorway, he examined you in silence, arms crossed and almost a frown on his handsome face. “Do you really plan to stay here?” he asked, sounding a little hurt.

Damn, it was his birthday.

And he couldn't stand pretending you weren't mates anymore.