All My Fault
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE ACOTAR CHARACTERS. ALL STORY HERE IS FANFICTION. CHARACTERS AND BOOKS OWNED BY SARAH J MAAS.
Rhys POV
"You know what to do. Protect the city at all costs, keep the Illyrians in line and don't allow the court of nightmares to stay past sundown. Azriel, notify me of any new information you get regarding the queens. Cassian... try not to piss off Nesta."
Azriel looked at me with a vague look of amusement. "Rhys," he said. "This is not the first time we've looked after Velaris. You can trust us."
I sighed. Perhaps he was right. Maybe I was going a bit over the top. I walked out the door, leaving Azriel and Cassian to protect the night court while I was at a meeting with the High Lord of Winter, Kallias.
Feyre was waiting for me as I strode onto the street.
I assume you gave them the overbearing High Lord talk? Even in my mind I heard the amusement that lace the words.
Yes. I replied. I did. And I think Cass got more than five words for once.
Her laughter rang down the street.
"Ready?" I asked her. She nodded and I took her hand, winnowing us to the Winter Court.
Azriel POV
Cassian flew off to check on the Illyrian camps, Mor was dealing with the court of nightmares and Amren was doing whatever the hell Rhys asked her to do. So, with nothing to really do but have my shadows watch the city, I had a few drinks.
By the time I get up I can barely move. I regret the last four glasses of wine. I stumble out the door and snap my wings open. I gently lift into the air.
A shadow flits past my face, and from it I sense something is wrong down at the docks. I look towards the ocean before I see the ships coming towards Velaris. I stare before using the mental link Rhys has between me and the others to call for them to protect the city.
Velaris is under attack.
Cassian POV
I hear Azriel call for help through my mind and quickly wrap up the meeting with Devlon. I tap my siphons and armour forms on my body. Devlon looks confused but knows better than to question me when I put on my battle armour.
Within three minutes I'm flying to Velaris.
Mor POV
I'm in the middle of a meeting with my delightful father before I hear Azriel's call for aid. I shut Keir down before he can make another comment and tell him the meeting will continue the same time tomorrow. He looks outraged at the thought of having to see me again but accepts it.
I leave the hewn city without hurry, but winnow to Velaris as soon as I'm outside the gates, ripping off my dress and summoning my armour.
Amren POV
I hear Azriel in my head and rush toward the docks. I see soldiers running for the city, and stop them. The battle has begun.
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