Pairings:
Feysand
Rowaelin
Malide
Amren/OC
Slight:
Lysaedion
Morriel
Feyre
Scowling, I roamed the Spring Court. Once, I would have been dazzled by the scenery, but now all I wished was to go back home, to the Night Court. If I was honest with myself, the Spring Court was nothing compared to beauty of the Velaris. I shook the thoughts out of my head; they only left me homesick and longing to be in the familiar comfort of the Inner Circle. Nothing good came out of such things.
Tamlin had just gone out to 'hunt'. That was what he told me, however, I knew better and after a little bit of curious searching in his head, I had figured out that he was going to the King of Hybern. He had left me with the company of an absent Lucien who was nowhere to be seen, so I figured I could talk to Rhys. However, when I reached down the bond, I found out that Rhys was busy and decided not to bother him. Instead, I decided to paint, which was something maidenly that Tamlin expected me to do.
I was looking around for some inspiration when I saw a flash of red hair in the garden. Curious, I walked in that direction and saw Lucien sitting on a large oaken log. He had an expression of anguish on his face and I felt sympathy for him. Like me, his mate had been taken away from him. Unlike me, he couldn't contact her.
Hesitantly, I walked close to him and plopped down beside him.
"Lucien?" I whispered softly.
"Yes?" he demanded, snapping at me.
He softened a bit, realizing what he was doing and turned to face me.
"You may have fooled Tamlin, Feyre," he breathed, "But I've noticed something to be off with you."
I frowned at him, playing the role of the innocent and naïve maiden I was supposed to be,
"What do you mean? Tamlin saved me from Rhysand, I love him, why would I ever lie to him?" saying those words left a bitter taste in my mouth.
Lucien rolled his eyes, "I know you too were mates- are mates. That bond is one that cannot be broken. I know so myself. And besides, I saw you two that day in the forest; I could see that you both cared for each other."
"Am I not your friend?" he pleaded, "Tamlin hurt me too, he tortured me too. I will fight, against him this time. What are you doing, please tell me, Feyre?"
Snarling, I turned to him,
"Friend?" I questioned in a soft and deadly voice, "Did you save me when I was imprisoned in my own home, Lucien? Did you even attempt to help me?"
"I couldn't!" Lucien protested. "At that time, I thought that I still owed Tamlin for taking me in and would be betraying him!"
Softening, I wrapped my arms around him and muttered,
"You stopped owing Tamlin a long time ago, Lucien."
"I understand if you don't trust me yet to tell me about your plans," Lucien muttered, smiling, "However, can you tell me something about your sister Elain?"
I grinned at him and began, "Elain is the gentle one of us all, she is the soft-spoken and kind one. She is the epitome of all things good and pure. That doesn't mean she doesn't have a dark side. Unbeknownst, to Nesta she is strong-willed and capable. She has a hidden temper that can rival mine."
Lucien smiled as if my words brought him peace, "Is she safe?"
"Yes," I replied, "She is with the my Inner Circle, I trust them to keep her safe,"
Lucien raised an eyebrow, "Your Inner Circle? And tell me everything Elain likes, from flowers to fruits."
"My Inner Circle," I nodded, "Rhys and I got the bond made official and I am now High Lady of the Night Court."
"Hig-hi-high Lady?" Lucien spluttered.
"The one and only," I smirked playfully, "Anyways, Elain loves peaches and strawberries. Her favourite flowers are Peonies and her favourite colour is light orange and blue. She abhors apples and beef; she is allergic to roses and is disgusted by green."
"Noted," Lucien saluted me, smirking. "Well, I've got to go, duty calls,"
Winking, he walked away, leaving me alone. Oh well, at least I made up with one person.
Later on, I was lying in my bed going through an interesting book about how a girl found out she wasn't human and her father was the epitome of evil in their universe. Later on, she was given a shock with the fact that her lover was her brother. I hoped that was not the case.
Suddenly, my room's door opened and Tamlin barged in. looking at me he scowled,
"That bastard taught you to read?" he inquired.
Looking up from the captivating book, I plastered a sweet smile on my face and nodded. Sighing, Tamlin came closer and began to place a kiss on my lips. His hand cupped my jaw and I leaned away from his touch almost instantly. I remembered when earlier that evening Lucien told me that while I was gone Tamlin slept with Ianthe. Multiple times. Tamlin froze and furrowed his brow,
"That asshole touched you, didn't he?" Tamlin growled.
When I nodded, ignoring the pangs of disgust in my heart, Tamlin swore,
"I AM GOING TO MURDER HIME, HOW DARE HE TOUCH WHAT IS MINE?" Tamlin roared.
Like you did with his mother and sister!, I snarled in my head but somehow managed to resist the urge of screaming it out loud.
Instead, I frowned at him and pretended to tremble a bit and said, "Everyone is saying that you slept with Ianthe,"
Tamlin sighed condescendingly, like I would never understand or was too dense to, it made my blood boil. It wasn't like I gave a shit about him sleeping with Ianthe, it was just that he didn't know that and I was going to use it as an excuse to not sleep with him.
"Look, Feyre, it was Calanmai, the magic had taken over, and I had no control over myself. And later onwards, she seduced me, what was I to do?"
His attempt at justifying his actions was pitiful but I sighed a bit, "Look, Tamlin, I need to think about all of this, so can we keep the displays of affection to a minimum?"
Possibly forever, I added in my head as Tamlin nodded and walked out shutting the door behind him.
Suddenly, I felt a tug at the bond and grinned.
Hey, came Rhysand's voice.
Hey yourself, I shot back smiling.
I've got a message, we have found out about a new world for the fae, we will ask if they can aid us, but they are also having a war so we will have to help them back. Today at midnight, Az and Mor are going to come pick you up, we will go talk to them about a possible alliance. Leave the Tamlin part to us, darling.
Damn, I said making him laugh. Erm, also, you should know that Lucien knows about our bond and he can be trusted.
I hope you've judged correctly, he sighed, Anyways, I've got to go, bye, I love you.
I love you too.
The connection dulled and settled back, it didn't completely vanish, the bond was still present; it didn't mute but was buzzing softly.
At midnight, I slowly dressed into black and sat by my window when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I let out an ear-piercing shrieked which was muffled by the delicate hand. I turned around to see an annoyed Mor.
Removing her hand from my mouth, she hissed,
"Shut up!"
Amused, I complied and followed her through a series of paths that led outside and to Azriel. We sat on some sort of a carpet and travelled to Velaris. When we were in a safe place, I squealed and wrapped my arms around a crying Mor. After that I hugged Azriel and asked him about his wings.
"They're healing," he waved off my concerns and we began to talk about the most random things such as win and ice cream. I was laughing along with them until I saw Rhys. Darkness rippled off him in waves, his wings were out and glowing and he had the brightest smile on his face. He really looked like the most beautiful person to ever exist. I ran towards him and hit him with a force. His strong arms grabbed me and lifted me up.
His rough and calloused hands cupped my face and brought our lips closer. Close but too far. Finally, I ended the gap by pressing our lips together. A warm and fuzzy feeling spread out from my chest to the rest of my body. The rest of the world melted around us. There was only us. His lips tasted like wine. I was suddenly aware of everything, like the spicy scent of his cologne and the shadows under his eyes, when we finally stopped, panting for breath, I saw my sisters. Running, I engulfed them in hugs. On the other side, Amren stood in her usual gray attire. Smiling, I hugged her too, even-though it was obvious she felt awkward about it.
As I walked in, I saw an injured Cassian lying down on the sofa. As soon as our gazes locked, I winced, feeling terrible. I carefully sat down and hugged him as he let out exaggerated and fake moans of pain. Getting up, I smacked him on the head making Nesta snicker and Cassian glare at her. There was obvious tension between the two and I had a hunch it was sexual.
Soon, Cerridwen and Nuala came to take me to my room. They dressed me in black and golden Night Court attire. Nuala did my make up while Cerridwen fussed over my hair. When they were done, I thanked them and smiled. I looked like one of the beautiful women in my paintings.
Grinning, I walked down to see everyone looking just as glorious. Nesta and Elain were staying home with Cassian while the rest of us were going. Rhys told me that the place we were going was called Terrasen and that we were going uninformed. I really hoped that the ruler of Terrasen wasn't the type of person who shot first and asked questions later.
I really, really hoped that this was going to work out.
A/N: Hi! So basically, this is a fanfic where the ToG characters meet the ACOTAR characters. The rest of the chapters are obviously going to be longer. BTW, in this fanfic I'm gonna be shipping Amren with an OC who will be a girl from the ToG world.
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Love you unicorns!
~Max
