Feyre ran through the woods, wondering if he was following her. She leaped over a log with sickening ease. She heard a thump as the man tripped over the log she had jumped over, and landed on a bear trap. The forest shook as a scream bellowed through the trees sending the birds flying. "Ha, who's the slow one now?" "Ok you got me; now get this thing off my leg!" Tamlin roared at Feyre. "Fine! But you should have seen it coming…" she laughed as she pried the steel trap off his leg. He healed instantly. "See all better." She smiled and started running towards the spring court. "I wish you didn't have to go now…" Tamlin sighed. "I know, but I made a deal, and the night court is where I promised to stay. Only for a week though." "I know, but I still have to find a way to break that deal." "Tamlin…" Feyre warned, as Rhysand walked through the door. "Hello you two! Lovely day in the spring court isn't it?" Feyre unattached herself from Tamlin and walked toward Rhys. "I'm ready…" she sighed and waved good bye to Tamlin. He growled at Rhys and stalked away.
Feyre returned to the night court for the third time this year, he sat down at the dining room table, Lucien walked into the room. "Have you figured out a way to break her of that deal?" he asked Tamlin. "No, but I will find a way…" he replied. They both heard a boom coming from Feyre's room. Tamlin darted up the stairs and burst through the door. A flash of auburn hair showed through the ruble, from the wall. "I'm s…sorry." She looked at Tamlin. "Really, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…" Tamlin picked her up by the neck. "Who are you? Who sent you?" he growled. "I…I'm, Talla. From the human world, please don't kill me sir!" her deep blue eyes begged him to let her go. "Tamlin! Let her go! She said she was sorry." Lucien burst through the open doorway. "A human? Here? How did she get in? Did you forget to close the gateway behind you?" Tamlin turned to Lucien. "Tam, you know damn well I didn't leave it open." Lucien grunted. "Um, I'm still being held by the neck! Please put me down, and I'll explain." Talla interrupted. Tamlin dropped the woman. Her short, bouncy hair in a ratted mess.
"How did you end up on this level? And how did you even get to Prythian?" Tamlin led her out of the room. Lucien started to work on fixing the wall she had entered in from. "I was launched, by a man… or creature. I don't know who, or what. I came from the human world, after finding out what happened to Feyre. I heard she was forced to come to Prythian." "How did you learn this?" Tamlin stared at her. "Please stop staring, you're scaring me." "Good. Now explain the rest." "Ok… I found out by some girl named Nesta… she whispered to herself, and I heard her." "You're not human are you?" "Yes, of course I am." "No you're not… your ears…" he gestured to Talla's ears, they were pointed. "What the hell! How did my ears straighten?" she exclaimed, feeling the ears, as if they were an illusion. "You're a faerie… where do you serve?" Tamlin sighed. "Fine, you caught me." Talla brought out an empty vial and a knife. "This is what I was sent for." She showed both to Tamlin. "You're a spy? Who sent you?" "Like I said, I was thrown from the gardens into the castle, by a creature." Talla stabbed Tamlin with the knife and put the blood from the knife into the vial. "Now I have what I need, good-bye." She turned into a small bird and tore through the castle and out the way she came. "Lucien! The girl…" he panted, losing a lot of blood. "She had an ash knife, she cut my arm but I'm fine, go after her." "I can't…I don't know where she went…" Lucien explained. "God… what have I let loose?"
(A week later.) "Tam!" Feyre yelled as Rhysand brought her back. "Feyre." He said solemnly. "What's wrong tam? Not happy to see Feyre? Maybe I should bring her back to the night court." "No, Rhys just leave I have much to tell Feyre." Tamlin guided Feyre to the dining room, where food was already sat out. "What happened tam?" she asked, as she sat next to him. He explained to Feyre about Talla, and her vial of his blood. "No…" Feyre breathed, she braced a hand on the table as if the world spun. "She left before I could ask her more, she was fae, but I'm not sure where she came from…" "Tamlin, we have to find her, who knows what she could do with that blood." "I have a pretty good idea…" he responded, kissing her hair.