Disclaimer: All rights go to Sarah J Mass

A/N: This is just something that popped in my head one day. I am also writing a crossover between ToG and ACOTAR right now called The Light in the Distance, so updates will be slow, but I usually write as much as possible whenever inspiration strikes me! Well, without further adou, here is Whisper in the Wind...

I sighed, resting my head against a tree.

I had been in meeting after meeting for weeks now, barely having any time to sit. I usually only saw Rhys at night these days, and even then all we really could do is sleep because we were so exhausted. The war against Hybern was already almost a year and a half behind us, and the recovery was not any closer to wrapping up.

I had just gotten out of a meeting with the governors of Velaris, and I had about two hours until the next one. I had a headache, but had no desire to head back to the townhouse, so I decided that instead of going into the busy streets of Velaris, I would go on a nice, peaceful walk in the woods.

Which had been great, up until I felt it.

It felt as though someone was watching me. I had scanned the trees, and strained my ears for any noise. Nothing gave itself away.

My head gave a sudden pound, and my vision began to blur. I pressed my cool fingers against my temples, and decided that I would spend the remainder of the hour laying down back in the town house, which suddenly seemed like a much more appealing idea the a walk in the woods. Especially since I could see the sun beginning to dip below the horizon, the sky turning pink.

I had started back down the path when I heard a loud snap, coming from a few feet behind me.

I whirled, my hidden dagger in my hand within seconds.

Sitting a few feet away from me was a tiny rabbit, its grey fur shimmering in the sunset.

I shook my head, re-sheathed my dagger, and turned back around, and continued down the path.

A rabbit Feyre, it was just a rabbit.

But as I walked down the path, I couldn't shake the feeling that the rabbits intelligent eyes were still glued my back.

I cursed, staring at the same large rock that I had passed by three times already.

I was lost, and had been for the last 30 minutes.

I just seemed to be walking in circles, which was odd, because I could have sworn that I was walking in a straight direction. Not to mention the fact that I knew the forest surrounding Velaris like the back of my hand.

I walked for another ten minutes before I saw the rock again.

I huffed in frustration, not having the strength to have a more prominent reaction.

I would have winnowed back, but my headache had gotten so bad that I couldn't focus enough to be able too.

A breeze filtered through the clearing, and I clutched my cloak tighter around me, wishing I had brought something thicker, as the darker it got, the colder it got as well.

Rhys?

No reply.

Rhysand? I mentally shouted.

There was no answer.

Calm down, I told myself. He is probably just in a meeting, and hasn't noticed.

I wasn't so sure.

I decided that it would be a better idea to find someplace to camp out for the night, rather than continue walking through these woods in the dark.

I winced as my head gave another pound, and started my search.

I found a cave not too far from that damned rock about 15 minutes later.

I didn't have any bedrolls with me, and I knew a fire was a stupid idea, so I just sat on the cold dirt, curled up in a ball with my coat wrapped tightly around me, trying to conserve as much warmth as possible. It seemed to have gotten impossibly colder over the last hour.

Rhys would probably notice my absence soon, and come find me. Probably.

But I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Everything just felt off.

I was probably just getting sick. I had been working so much recently, it was inevitable that I would eventually.

It didn't take long for me to fall into an uneasy sleep.

I woke up to sun shining into the cave.

The first thing I noticed was that my headache was gone, thankfully. Now I could just winnow back to Velaris.

I was about to do just that when I looked outside.

The ground was covered in snow.

What the hell?! I thought. I mean, it obviously snows in the Night Court year round up in the mountains, but not in July just outside of Velaris.

That's when I noticed the atmosphere. It was hard to describe, but I could still recognize it easily, even after almost two years. I had lived here for 19 years, after all.

I was in the mortal realm.

I walked for about an hour, trying to figure out how I had gotten here.

I knew where I was. I was in the woods that my village border. The woods that bordered the wall. They looked exactly as I remembered.

But how I had gotten here?

Maybe I was just dreaming.

Or maybe I had a dream about this place that I have now forgotten and somehow subconsciously winnowed here.

I shook my head, trying to push away the panic.

How was I going to get back? There was something wrong with the bond, like someone put up a wall between Rhys and I. Everything I said just seemed to bounce off it.

I at first had thought I was poisoned with faebane, but I was able to winnow across the clearing just fine.

Which was great, except I wasn't able to winnow all the way across Prythian yet. I could make it to the Spring Court, but we were not on good terms with them, and I am fairly sure Tamlin wouldn't appreciate the High Lady of the Night Court appearing in his territory.

I sighed, trying to form a plan, when I smelt it.

I crouched in the brush, blowing my scent in the opposite direction so it wouldn't sense me.

It was a faerie, but disguised as a wolf. And it reeked of the Spring Court.

Bu why would Tamlin send one of his sentries down to the mortal lands? Disguised as a wolf, no less.

I looked into the clearing, and suddenly had an overwhelming sense of deja vu.

For next to the stream in the clearing, was a doe, drinking from the pond.

Both animals looked exactly like the two I had seen almost two years ago.

I watched silently as the wolf crouched, and then pounced, snapping the doe's neck.

Suddenly an arrow streaked out from the tree's hitting the wolf in the flank. The wolf had turned in the direction the arrow came from, when suddenly another hit him straight through the eye.

The wolf fell dead.

I heard a thump, as the owner of those arrows jumped from their perch.

I suddenly had difficulty breathing when she took off her hood, and crouched next to the dead wolf.

For I knew that golden brown hair, new those blue-grey eyes. Knew that nose, and those lips.

They were what stared back at me every time I looked in the mirror.

A/N: First chapter, DONE! As anyone who had read my stories before knows, the more comments, the quicker the updates!