The Waterwraith
You will not learn my name
as I am not a grand dame.
But that matters not as I was there
so I will my part in Feyre's long story share.
She was High Fae but the only one to dare
to a despised lesser faerie strech a hand.
Our High Lord who ruled this land
was harsh and followed his ancestors traditions
and that meant that we all had to know our positions
and live and behave as they decried.
Lesser faeries would be severly chided
if they didn't knew their place.
I have had that spit sereval times in my face.
We waterwraiths are among those most disliked
maybe they don't like that our teeth are spiked
and that we have gills and live in water
and that we love to splash and swatter.
We eat what we can get
but prefers things that live in the wet.
Our bodies are well shaped
and are not with robes draped.
I and my sisters were not important enough
so we didn't have to suffer Amarantha's bluff.
We stayed in our cozy pond
that is our home and of it are fond.
The rest of Tamlin's Court returned from that ball
with masks struck to the faces of them all.
The High Lord had almost fifty years
to break his curse and then he would be hers.
He sent his men out as wolves
and they agreed to go among themselves.
Someone of them had to be killed
by a human girl as the Queen willed.
We stayed and might slip in to the sea
as that evil female wouldn't listen for a plea
of mercy as the end came. But Andras died
and the whole Spring Court watched wide eyed
as the High Lord set of to collect his killer.
Some of my story is just filler
as I only once spoke with the lady.
I saw her wander the woods and the shady
High Lord had glamoured her heavily
to not see any but him and Lucien.
She set of to catch a Suriel that was very old
and she surely was very bold.
Feyre passed our pond and we had been told
to stay of and not touch as she roamed the wold.
So we stayed away and the time passed
to Calanmai. So females massed
to catch the High Lord's eye
but we were not wanted and stayed away.
But I saw the High Lord of Night
and how he acted as Feyre's shining knight
in armor. Between them was a firery spark
and I went to the pond to cool of. A mark
our High Lord put on her and fell in love
so he might his curse could get rid of?
But he opted to send her back
and doomed his whole pack.
I and my sisters slipped into a river
and swam hard to our selves deliver
from pain and enslavement.
To our survival we were hellbent.
So the Spring Court was sacked
and I heard the girl packed
and went back from the human world.
She refused to stay safely furled
in a feeble world that was about to shatter.
Feyre did was she thought had to matter
and went Under the Mountain
to save Tamlin and all of Prythain.
So a mortal girl did what the High Lords could not.
They are supposed to be power incarnate but it were for aught
with Amarantha. Most don't care what we do
as lesser faeries . Just pay in your fish
and don't anger High Faes unleast you have a death wish.
Feyre was mortal and knew what ranking
last at the scale was about. There is no banking
and you just have to endure
and after centuries that comes as sour.
She went up at the top of the ladder
and bypassed that priestess adder.
I heard she was taken by Rhysand thrice
but didn't sufferd any vice.
That Thithe is an archaic thing
as other Courts have not like that thing.
They have taxes and it is not like Spring
where a lack of fish could us death bring.
When it was time for Thithe
that priestess who seemed lithe
urged High Lord Tamlin to press on
even when our pond was empty of the least prawn.
We had returned for it was our home
and amongnst our kind there are some
who prefers sweet water to salt.
Just let it be wet and cobalt!
Tamlin called us to pay our owed due
for the first Thithe in fifty years and had no clue
that our pond was empty. Some fungus
and algae had done their work. From this
there was hunger and despair
and the High Lord refused to hear
as I tried to explain. He sat on a throne
and did wear a glittering crown
worth more than any number of fish.
To pay for that a sturgeon filled with roe
was what we needed to bring. Woe
filled me as he uttered his final words.
What do they do for us these High Lords?
I slunk away with tears filling my eyes
and tried to hold my despair away.
But a lilting voice called for me to wait
and my movements did abate
as the bride of Spring called for a halt.
She didn't want me to her exalt
but she gave me jewels without a cost.
I knew that of the High Fae most
of them would let us starve
so to me and my sisters I made us bare
to remember this gift and it was a promise
to this lady that was not a godess
but so very likeable and august.
To remember if she needed help
I and my sisters would listen from any kelp!
She was taken away by the Night Court
and I really hoped she was better of.
The tale of my debt was spread
and how she saved our daily bread.
So even if she fleed or left
our gratitude was not in debt.
She visited Adriata in Summer
and some of my sisters made it there
to save her from drowning.
That was all our accounting
and the debt was payed.
But as she checked her wet braid
I prayed that she was well
and would make more tales to tell!