A Court of Wolves and Desperation

25,754,400 minutes from the moment he spat in Amarantha's face. The moment he declared he would sooner rather marry a human than ever bed the blood red haired witch. Seven times seven years later Tamlin sent his last sacrifice across the wall. Leaving Pyrithian in the hands of a human girl who killed one of his sentries, killing him like a lamb for slaughter, with nothing but hatred in her heart for his kind. Beyond the mask. Beyond the faerie nature, and into the soul beneath, would she- could she truly love Tamlin even when he deemed himself unlovable so many years ago?

This is Tamlin's story. His point of view.