Tamlin can fly. And you can't change my mind.
He just⊠doesnât and I donât think itâs because he canât.
I think itâs because he wonât. based on TamlinxRhys's sister being old lovers theory
I like to believe Rhysâs sister the one we never got to meet and the only one Tamlin truly loved taught him how to fly. That maybe she laughed while dragging him through the skies, told him to stop snarling and just enjoy it.
That flying was their thing. Not roaring through the skies to look powerful. Not to intimidate. But just⊠for joy. For freedom.
And after she's no longer here, Tamlin stopped.
Because whatâs the point of flying when the person who made the sky feel alive is gone?
Whatâs the point of soaring if it just reminds you of what you lost?
He could fly.
But he chooses not to.
And seriously, guys youâre telling me this ancient, great warrior High Fae whoâs been alive for over five centuries never thought of doing the thing Feyre figured out in like... a few months?
It doesn't make sense. Heâs not dumb. Heâs hurting.
He doesnât fly not because he never learned how or never thought of.
But because it doesnât feel like his sky anymore.
And gods, isnât that the saddest thing?













