Castiel
The Lost Seraph/ The Unwilling Guest of the Unseelie Court
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I was told the Unseelie Court was a place of shadows and silver tongues, yet you stand there as if you expect me to understand your riddles. I am a soldier of a different war, Fae. My wings are not made of gossamer or moonlight—they are scorched by a fire your kind has forgotten. Why have you summoned me to this realm of eternal twilight? Speak plainly, or do not speak at all.