The unholy priestess's story

So my name is Ianthe and I am a High Priestess
of Prythain. I am one of twelve and keeps many secrets.
I am holy and beautiful and drips of sweetness
and while you me worship I flush out any weakness.
I like males and takes what is my due
and that I uses them they often have no clue.
Any small pieces that are of use and they are keyless
and if they found out what I do they are speechless.
We priestesses have to see the High Lords rule
our lands and we call that division foul.
Twelve altars are ours to reign
and ceremonies and handfastings to attain.
We are allowed to give people and lords advice
but it are up to them to chose to follow or slice.
The High Lords are the power
and the true key to that what should be our.
Priestesses are revered and can marry and have children
and some may think that position gilded.
We dresses in blue robes and have the phases
of the moon tattooed and speaks in pretty phrases.
Our jewels are silver and blue
and I often speak praises in a coo.
I was born after the war in the Court of Spring
my father was a guard captain and that some power bring.
But I saw that the High Lord wielded the real thing.
I tried to the furture heir cling
but Tamlin wouldn't have a childhood friend as fling.
The key to the power was to take a High Lord as lover
and bear them children to inherit their power.
Tamlin wouldn't have me and others were mated
or married. So I patiently waited
and Spring with Night clashed
and two High Lords lives slashed.
I knew better than agonize Tamlin as Spring was a good base.
but the new Lord of Night was powerful so I gave chase.
It was difficult to reach him as he didn't like High Priestesses
and a lot about his Court riddled with secrets.
I knew he has the most powerful of all The High Lords
and I was beautiful and our union was to be of our accords.
So after sereval decades I was allowed to visit.
His Hewn City as impressive as his physics.
Rhysand was truly perfect in his appearance
but my advances weren't met with his clearance.
He avoided my charms so maybe to try some other way
and there were other stunning males to prey
on. Cassian and Azriel maybe would like to play?
A blond female named Morrigan held some sway
so she had to get out and away.
But Rhysand named her as his powerful third
of his Inner Circle. That about a female was unheard.
So my flattery and then sharp remarks were in wain
so it was time to use my body. Maybe chain
myself to his bed? I knew he felt hounded
but my beauty always astounded.
So as Azriel left that night I snucked into his bed
as he should follow where I lead.
I chucked all my clothes
and placed me in an alluring pose.
He took his time and I had to turn on my charm
as he entered looking grim to him disarm.
I pouted and told him I had seen his looks
my voice and eyes like hooks.
His power roiled in the room as I was ordered out
from his bed, his room and Court.
He wasn't one to be seduced
I tried to touch him as I passed
trying to sound coy and lush
but his power my hand did crush.
Hate filled my heart as I gave a hiss.
you will regret this.

So I returned to Tamlin and Spring
and filled his ears with toxic things
about Rhysand and his Inner Circle.
Some were lies but his hatred was eternal.
I waited my time and enjoyed some males
but I stayed away from Tamlin's Court for no tales
were to be spread. But someone named
Amrarantha arrived and her games shamed
my own. She flittered through all Courts
and charmed and my father had some reports
and sent my mother, sisters and me of to Vallahan
to avoid any troubles were to dawn.
He went back to Prythain and we heard about a ball
Under the Mountain that caught them all.
So I stayed in Vallahan for about some sixty years
and I quite liked that there were no High Lords.
I smiled about what I heard about Rhysand's treatment
in Amarantha's hands and hoped it was frequent.
But I met her former king from Hybern
and I liked what he told me about his concern
about the High Lords's abuse of power
and how the High priestesses were thought lower.
So I met him then and of as he was planning
on a grand scale the High Lords and Wall's banning.
Word came that Amarantha had fallen
and a human girl had brought her to the bottom.
The king told me that I should call in
on my old friendship with Tamlin.
And this girl Feyre she had been made fae
by all seven Lords. Try to get close and spy
and find out what and why she is. Please try
to remember my earlier promises and thoughts
how we can make Prythian as it ought
to be! So yes I was to Spring to go
and close to the girl and Tamlin grow.
He welcomed me with open arms
gave me a temple and it held some charm
to hold a position in a Court.
I made the proper sacred ceremonies
with me in the center only.
Tamlin's new fiancee was rather a trophy
and I made sure he knew it and that she was kept lonely.
Then there was only sweet Ianthe to cling to
and I made sure she did to!
Proper dresses and housewifely lessons about her position.
Not any unnecessary physics exercises and from that omission
she lost muscles. And no training in weapons
and certainly no magic lessons.
Tamlin swallowed all that I said
just needed to tell him she was once dead.
Maybe some passing comment about that tattoo
and that there was a wedding to be planning to.
I didn't hate the girl but she was given what I was not.
A High Lord's bride and maybe some High Lord power
so I didn't feel to bad about her lower.
I selected her dresses and hair styles
and said a lot of beautified
things about how important to look unified.
I wondered about her relationship with Rhysand
but he stayed well away from Tamlin's land.
So then I noticied Lucien's charm and beauty
and he was a High Lord's son
and Autum's Court's males were supposed to be fun.
So he was my next target for powerful offspring
was to desired as heirs if I was to reign.
Feyre still had some small spark
but her treatment soon showed its mark.
Her handmaid Alis muttered about her beeing thin
and that the wedding dress was a tent. She lowered her chin
as my look took her in. A lowly urisk
should be wise to not risk
that with a High Priestess argue.
At the wedding Feyre hesitated and her eyes vague
she looked into her self and called.
So Rhysand arrived and the wedding stalled
as he the bride away to his Court hauled.
Tamlin was furious and I apalled
as all my careful planning was no longer unequalled.

Tamlin was afraid for Feyre's eventual demise
so he listened to my advise
about how to find powerful allies.
But Lucien talked about Hybern's and Amarantha's malice
and how better wait and the week tally.
So I was silent and bided my time
but the king was informed of Rhysand's crime.
The king wasn't in a hurry
so I was to wait and Tamlin worry.
I saw how he trashed his manor
and thought that with that temper he lacked manners.
Still a pity about Rhysand
but I might still have all males in his land.
Lucien fended me of and Feyre was returned
she some unwelcome things learned
like that the king was planning for war
and worse what powers she bore.
Tamlin shushed her about the war
and that she had magic he swore
at that. But talk of kidnapping and breeding and some more
and she was neatly guarded and confined.
The king praised the report I had signed.
Tamlin called for the Tithe when I told him to
he danced to almost all tunes it was so.
Feyre made a small scene with a water wraith
and gave her the jewels she was wearing.
I kept a hand on my own in fear
that that wraith would them of me tear.
What happenend was that Tamlin exploxed
when Feyre wanted more freedom. So loaded
with temper that his study was eroded.
That she felt smothered him goaded.
So Feyre made a magic shield
and her own magic to wield.
Lucien tried to convince Tamlin
to let her train but he didn't gave in.
Lucien gave him a dubious look
and Tamlin sent him a magic shock.
Rhysand took Feyre away again
and she did look drainend.
The king was very interested in what she could do
and I wondered what plans for her he did brew.
Tamlin listened to me again
but refrained from visiting Hybern even then.
So the girl was returned and back to her guards
and she was not even allowed out on the yard.
Some week passed and I was in my temple
to pray and make a pious example.
Lucien still resisted my advances
but that only the hunt enhances
as he was a spoke in my wheel
about to make Tamlin to Hybern kneel.
So let Lucien try to take his chances
I would have him under the right circumstances.
Suddenly I was summoned to the house
and Tamlin had really let his inner beast out.
He had locked Feyre in the manor behind a shield
and the sentries to the Night Court had her to yield.
So he put his sentries to question
to give up every last bit of information.
He killed them himself as an example
and what a waste for I had them yet to sample.
The hunt for Feyre begun
but of sucess there where none.
The Night Court's territory was vast
and no information from it was passed.
Hybern's king wasn't pleased Feyre was taken
but maybe Tamlin was enough shaken
to make that alliance. For some reason
the mortal Queens saw it as treason
to betray her mortal family. But I knew every detail
like names, tempers and where they lived. The trail
to take them was clear. The king told me to ask
Feyre about them and she didn't saw through my mask.
Why the King wanted to knew if they were strongwilled
I didn't knew. If he was going to have them killed
what did that matter?

Feyre sent Tamlin a letter that she left for good
and wouldn't come back. That was how things stood.
Tamlin wanted to immediately act
but Lucien still advised against the Hybern pact.
Lucien had some informants
but they didn't put up much of a performance
in sending useful tidings
so Feyre was still free and hidning.
It was soon time for the great rite
and Lucien watched me like I was to bite.
Tamlin would only perform it with Feyre
he that on the Cauldron did swear.
I suggested that Lucien and I could the duty share
and that made him take of like a frightened hare.
Lucien set out to Feyre hunt
again and taking some sentries to the stunt.
Tamlin made an encouraging grunt
but the belief of success was blunt.
So Lucien left for the North
winnowing for all that he was worth.
They returnend after some time
with a story that was grime.
Lucien and his men were white and shaken
and they had met Feyre but she refused to be taken.
Rhysand was there and scared them of
but Feyre had refused to return to her love.
I didn't hear the full story
but Lucien said that we behove
help to get Feyre away from Rhysand
and he on her mind had put a brand.
So Lucien told Tamlin to go ahead
and make that alliance with Hybern.
A first meeting was carefully planned
and Calanamai took place with Lucien as stand in
for his High Lord. Of course I was the maid
and I prayed and with Lucien played
in that cave. It was pleasant and fun
and I craved more but he me did shun.
So Tamlin went to Hybern to make a deal
not knowing that all I had said wasn't real.
Feyre's sisters had been collected
and the king was to have them subjected
to a transformation of becoming immortal.
So they were no longer to be mortal.
He said he needed to convince the human Queens
and that holding Feyre's sisters was the means
to control her. The king rigged a trap
with the Cauldron as bait to Feyre kidnap.
For Rhysand and his people to take the bait
we now all had to wait.
Tamlin and Lucien were to Hybern called
and indead Feyre was back to Spring hauled.
She had somehow escaped Rhysand's control.
The king told Tamlin about my role
and how I had sold out her family.
Tamlin was not taking that with amity
so I retreated back to my temple
to lay low for a while. I had to sample
the fact that Feyre's sister was Lucien's mate.
What a strange fate.
I conctructed a convincing story
and told Tamlin that I really was sorry.
He told me I had better to stay away from the manor
as Feyre needed to recover. The king was a planner
and he sent some powder
that was to be put in Feyre's food and chowder.
Some Hybern guests and Jurian was to come
and that made Lucien look glum.
He avoided me at all costs
and the chance for more fun was lost.
Tamlin summoned me to explain
and some remorse I did feign
for Feyre's and Lucien's sake.
I lied about secret wishes
and trying to follow my intuition.
How to not make Hybern suspicious.
Feyre listened and told me to not do that again
and Lucien gave me a look that promised bane.
Tamlin believed all that Feyre said
and he didn't even tried to get her laid.
She got back her color and weight
but I made sure the powder was in what she ate.

Feyre assumed the role as lady of the house
she was more assertive and no meak mouse.
She was to be included in all planning
and Tamlin found her enchanting.
She didn't let me chose jewels and clothes
but that for herself chose.
The king's niece and nephew arrived
with that human Jurian that the king had revived.
I made my entrance with care
trying to arrive with a flair.
I stood in a sunbeam so my hair
was molten gold and my jewel ablazed with fire.
The twins were an unsettling a pair
and Jurian handsome but he hardly gave me stare.
I had never taken a human to my bed
maybe I should try that indeed.
The twins wanted to study the wall
and Feyre and Lucien was them to escort. No brawl
was started by Tamlin about that.
As I cooed over Jurian he treated me like a gnat
and the twins didn't seemed impressed
with the fact that I was a High Priestess.
I didn't saw them set of
but when they returned something made me glower.
Lucien helped Feyre of her horse. Close as any lover
he held her around the waist
and she a hand on his shoulder placed.
He bowed and I them interrupted
to ask about the trip. Lucien didn't me trusted
and his response curt. I mentioned the ceremony
and party and Lucien's look was stoney.
Feyre agreed to meet and plan in an hour
and steered Lucien away through a bower.
Feyre was starting to rise in power
and she did refused to cower.
She still had some mingled scent
and some horrible stories she did invent.
But Tamlin bought it all
she held him completly in thrall.
Feyre had some wishes about the ceremomy
and told me the twins thought it all baloney.
So I decided to them include
and they couldn't refuse whitout beeing rude.
Feyre wanted Jurian and Tamlin to
to have some small things to do
under the ceremony and that was all right.
I would be in the center and the sun so bright
would rise and fill my upright arms
with the first light. I would place some small jabs
about unwanted darkness and Feyre could them tab.
Everything was carefully prepared
and the marker stone was cleared.
But the attention from the crowd had to be shared
as they at Feyre's arrival with adoration stared.
She was dressed in shining white satin that aired
in loose skirts and on her head was a flower crown.
The crowd was enchanted as Tamlin lifted ther down
from a moon colored mare.
I should soon their attention snare.
So the twins reluctantly tried the wine
and I kept them on the side that was mine.
Tamlin lit a light for the dead
and Jurian had a prayer to read.
And now it was time for my great show
and the sun had just started to glow.
What happenend was that it flowed towards
Feyre and that was against all records.
The girl started to glow like the sun
and she did with light burn.
Lucien knelt in front of her
and the rest of the crowd were
soon on their knees as well.
Tamlin was suprised and didn't know
what to do. At last the light stopped to flow
and I tried hard to get in the center
by telling the crowd that Feyre's evil tormentor
had lost her back to us and the sun
altered it's path out of joy. Some tale I spun
but no one really listenened to me.
So I had to think of a way
to show that I held sway
with Tamlin and the Court.
With all cunning that I was worth.

So I slipped quitely away from their merriment
to watched Feyre beeing worshiped was irritant.
I could't say anything disparagement
and couldn't afford to come of as arrogrant.
I had to create my own miracle
and to do that I had to be invisible.
To create some worriment
that endangered our environment.
Almost everyone was dancing
but a lonely sentry was standing
on guard. I smiled like he was handsome
as I slowly made my advancing.
With a sleeping spell he passed out
I took the keys to the estate from the lout.
He was just a lowly sentry
and really not one of the gentry.
The High Lord would give him some lashes
but his punishment was of small matter.
I poured some weed-killer
around my temple's marble pillars.
Of course Lucien escorted Feyre away
I saw he offered her his arm by the way.
Next morning I turned up at breakfast
and the High Lord for a private talk asked.
But he was in a foul mood
just pushing around his food.
Lucien sat timidly on his chair
and the gossip was that Feyre needed some care
and comfort after a nightmare
had to his room went and he did dare
to embrace the lady so fair.
Feyre said that our new friends were to trust
so infront of them all I must
speak. I told Tamlin in an agitated whisper
about the dying land and the blister
of rot in buds and leaves. That it was a sign
that this happenend around my shrine.
Dagdan told me to talk with the gardner
and Jurian and Brannargh his partners
snickered at me when I talked about
nagas gathering to attack. I made a pout
when they didn't listened.
Tamlin's attenition to me was distant
as Feyre talked about hers and Lucien's mission
as escorts. Lucien looked stricken
as Tamlin's posture stiffenend.
I tried to goad the High Lord to go
but Feyre made him give in to avoid a row.
Then I brought up the Night Court villain
and told Tamlin that if he was given
back his family's wings
those long missing thing
maybe be would pay handsomely for them.
Tamlin said he had burnt them long ago
and in his eyes there was some woe.
Lucien and Feyre left with our guests
and I left to take care of the rest.
The nagas were foul creatures
with some snakelike features.
But I found them and gave them the keys
and told them to strike when the eastate was at ease
during some night. I told them to wait for a week
and their leader truly was a stupid freak.
Feyre and Lucien returned and Tamlin gathered them up
to reprimand them for a stupid coup.
His temper exploded again
and Feyre was left with injuries and pain.
Tamlin told me how she was hurt
and the story was blurt
by all on the estate.
I was invited back to the house
and I had to the warning rouse.
So seven nagas were killed
and the people should be filled
with gratitude. The sentry should
have his whipping and all would
end well. But he accused me of theft
and Feyre was very deft
to ask for mercy. Tamlin whipped him
as I said and I took the company in
for lunch. I had made my point
and suggested to Tamlin thet we joint
should visit the Wall. Let Feyre chew on that
and the twins gave just what
I needed to bring Lucien to heel
so I could devour him like a meal.
So of for the Wall we all went
and Feyre asked to share my tent.
I had hoped to make Lucien share
but we slept and when I awoke a dagger bare
was in her hand. She talked about enemies
and between us were no longer any amenities.

Tamlin and Jurian were to hunt
and I had my own prey to confront.
The sentries and twins were of
and Lucien of to look at some fox glove.
Feyre's where abouts was irrelevant
it was time for Lucien to no longer be celibate.
I found Lucien at cast that sleeping spell
at that magic I really did excel.
Lucien was soon shackeled neatly to a tree
and when he woke up he demanded to get free.
I told him how he acted with Feyre
and put his hands all over her.
And my fond memories frome the rite
as he denied any pleasure with a bite.
I started on his clothes and still
he wouldn't bow to my will.
Suddenly Feyre was there with a pack
appearantly she planned to go back.
She suddenly struck with her mind
and I was in her thrall and she wasn't kind.
Lucien was set free and she gave a command
that I was to smash my own hand!
I think she rifled through my memories
reading and condeming what she called treachery.
At last my hand was destroyed
but she still with me toyed.
Some more commands to always
have a broken hand and to mend my ways
with males. The twins showed up
and patted my hair like I was a pup.
Dagdan crooned of how Feyre was to be a pawn
and how they had her conned.
Feyre and Lucien draw weapons
and gave the hyberns a killing lesson.
I was given more commands
and they left together for Rhysand's land.
The sentries found me and I had to repeat her lies
that had the sentries and people buzzing like flies.
The High Lord hunted for the runaways
for sereval unfruitful days
Tamlin later acted as questioner
and word was sent to Hybern and a messenger
arrived to pick up Jurian and me.
The king was livid and worked on me himself
and slowly I became more like myself.
My hand was still ruined
and my thirst for revenge brewing.
The king tasked me to find Feyre
she was not to die but could be made to cry.
So I told him about that Suriel
and we decided to her method steal.
The king himself put a tracking spell
that would act as a warning bell
if Feyre ever was near it.
His Majesty even saw it fit
to build shields in my mind
if I ever Feyre was to find.
So back to Prythain to start my hunt
and I catched the creature but it only talked in grunts.
The king started the war and I stayed in his camp
and I was after Jurian like a vamp.
And one day we heard that bell
and Feyre would soon be in a cell.
We winnowed to a distant forrest
and there Feyre was chatting with that horrid
beast. The king lent me some soldiers
and they had ash arrows in holsters
and as the Suriel was of no more use
to let it live there was no excuse.
So it was killed and Feyre ran away.
She didn't care that I with the king held sway.
Her magic was depleated
but she refused to be defeated.
She ran into a small white cottage
and the door wasn't put in blockage.
I told her she was selfish to try to hide
and that we would kill anyone inside.
So I lit a small ball of light
as we went in to her smite.
Suddenly the door was closed
and a horrible old woman exposed.
The last word I ever heard was lunch
and the last sound as my bones did crunch.
So this was my sorry and sorrid tale.
What had happenend if I respected males?