Feyre POV
I woke up to the light shining through the curtains, basking the room with a yellow light. The winter birds were chirping in the trees. I turned over, accidentally bumping into Rhysand, and he fell off the bed and into the carpet below.
"Ouch, stupid bed, not big enough for me and my mate" Rhys muttered as he rubbed his sore backside. He mumbled something about fixing it later. I sniggered. Rhys got up and stumbled out of their room. I reached for his arm, but he lifted it to scratch his head.
"Rhys-" My sentence was stopped short by…
"RHYSAND!" Cassian bellowed from down the hall. "Quit bothering me and my mate! I know you think you're pretty, but Gee-Whiz." I ran out the room. Rhys couldn't find anything to hide behind, so he just stood there with a sheepish look on his face. Nesta and Cassian were eating breakfast in the lounge just down the stairs, and Cassian's face was red in anger. Nesta looked down at her eggs.
"at least he looks better than you." Nesta mumbled under her breath. I wondered if she forgot how good Fae hearing was, because even I could hear her. Cassian whirled to face Nesta.
"How dare y-"
"I was joking I swear!" Nesta said, holding her hands up in surrender. This time Rhys sniggered. I couldn't believe it. He was still standing there.
"get the hell back upstairs!" I yelled. "How are you still standing here!?" He turned to run upstairs, but Lucien opened his door.
"What is all the noise about?" He looked at Rhys. "Never-mind" He grumbled. Lucien shut his door, and I heard the lock click. I sighed, for all his ingenious scheming, he could be such an idiot.
"sorry guys. You can finish your breakfast in peace now… I think." I told them. Nesta stood up angrily.
"Now my appetite is ruined." she stormed down the corridor on the other side of the room. Cassian chase after her, trying to get her to come back.
Rhys looked at me sheepishly, before we both heard the tell-tale signs of Mor entering the apartment, and looked at each other in alarm. "Oh shit." he mumbled, before rushing to the wardrobe to change. Rhys ended up with some purple jeans and a pink shirt. It's safe to say he looked horrible. After apologizing to Cassian for my mate's idiocy, I followed Rhys back to our room.
Mor entered our room, throwing the door open in a flamboyant manner, as she paraded into the room. As soon as she saw Rhys, she burst into laughter with Cassian and Nesta in tow. "What are you wearing?" She asked him, still chuckling.
"I thought I threw those away" I muttered darkly. "I put them in the trash two days ago." For the first time, I saw Rhys' face turn bright red.
"I may have taken them out of the bin" He mumbled. Rhys started stripping. "Wait for us to get out of the room you pig" Mor said as Nesta decided to walk out of the room with Cassian in tow.
When we were alone, Rhys let out a sigh.
"That was an interesting way to start the day." I noted. He grumbled a string of rude words under his breath. I turned to the wardrobe and got out the gown I had chosen. Today was a big convention would be hosted. All the courts were coming to celebrate the downfall of Hybern. Rhys and I decided that we would be dropping our mask for good, and presenting ourselves the way we are. I slipped into my gown. It was a plain smoky dark blue. I had matching gloves, and some shimmering earrings. I sat down on the desk and opened the drawer. Inside was a clutter of pins, papers, and other bits and pieces. Rhys came up behind me, planting a kiss on my head.
"You look beautiful." he said softly. I turned, and I was very surprised. Rhys was wearing a dark blue coat with gold embroidered cuffs, and dark pants. Our clothes matched perfectly. I hugged him.
"You look wonderful too." I told him. "Gee thanks, I thought so too" He replied loftily, before I swatted him away with an annoyed look. He pouted at me, as I walked out of the room laughing. Everyone was gathered in the dining room. Rhys was staying behind to take care of business, so I summoned my own wings. After a small squabble of who flies with who, we flew straight out of the window, and to Rhy's more formal mansion on the other side of Velaris.
When we arrived, everything was being set up. Tables were being set, the live music was warming up, and people stood on ladders hanging the night court banner up. Mor came up to me, her red dress flowing elegantly behind her.
"We need you to greet guests, is that okay?" Mor was still nervously adjusting her hair and dress. I figured she must have been nervous about seeing Eris again. It's a long story, that I won't delve into now. I stood at the entrance, which was now decorated in beautiful painted colours, courtesy of the painters in (that place with all the artists, isn't it like umm the circle no centre or square or plaza). A Group of people appeared at the bottom of the stairs that lead up here. I couldn't really make out their faces from where I was but it seemed like the high lord and his mate from the Winter court. I was excited, Vivian is a really nice person, and we became good friends since that last meeting. From then on, the Day, Summer, dawn, and autumn court joined us. I chatted with them until people stopped arriving. I scanned the crowd for Tamlin, only because I wanted the chance to say thanks.
Tamlin arrived about a half an hour later. A few people jeered, and snarled at him, but the only emotion for him I could feel was sympathy. That was until he looked at me, with a decidedly ugly face and a sneer. Thinking about it, I really did need to say thank you for taking me in, and also for helping me find my mate. I weaved through groups of people to make my way to Tamlin, but when I got to where I thought he was standing, he wasn't there anymore. Never mind. Then, I saw Tarquin. He approached me with a smile.
"Hello." He said. "how fares the night court?"
"Actually really good, thanks for asking."
"I never understood why you loved the night court, but now I realise why you fell in love with it. This city is beautiful." he pointed out. "I have never been here in person, but I only ever heard rumours about an underground palace I suppose I shouldn't have assumed."
"Just you wait until the sun sets, and then you'll see the true marvels of the night court."
"I thought I was looking at one right now." he said softly. Rhys came up behind him and chuckled.
"Oh Tarquin, when will you learn that Feyre is my mate. Which means she is probably not interested."
"I was merely complimenting her Rhysand." Tarquin said coolly. I rolled my eyes.
"Let's not worry about it. Today is to celebrate our victory, and we should be enjoying it."
Rhys scanned the crowd. He spotted Helion "Oh, I must talk to a guest, I will be back later. Feyre, you can join me when you want to." After that, he vanished into the crowd. His black daemai claws asked permission for him to enter my head. I took down my shields and he said "I'm going to tell Helion about his potential heir, can you make sure everyone stays away, especially Beron, who knows what he'll do to his wife when he hears about this.".
"Tarquin, will you accompany me to the food table?" I said steering him away from Rhys, and Helion, hoping to catch Beron on the way and distract him as well.