HI! Okay, so I asked if you had any suggestions, and some of you guys asked to do some stuff with Feyre, and I kinda didn't want to lob everything into one story, so here I am! I'm not all that sure if I should just do a collection of one shots, or have a single story, or both? Honestly, I have no idea, so feedback helps a ton! Okay, I'm done;
ON WITH THE STORY!
Peaceful.
That's the first word that enters my mind when I see the calm, serene, and peaceful face of Rhysand lying next to me in our bed, in our room, in our court. The suns just rising, casting a gentle light into our room, as I'm peering into my mate's face. I'm overcome with love for him, and I shift so I can caress the side of his face. I trace the smooth planes of his face, and I guess I must have zoned out, because next thing I knew, I was being deftly flipped into my back, being pinned down by solid cords of muscle, otherwise known as arms. I look to see blueish purplish eyes hazed with sleep, pinning me in place. I smile up to him; "Well good morning to you to" I say. "hmmm" he murmurs back, lowering his body onto mine, placing trailing kisses down my jawline. I cradle his head in my hands, but something catches my eye. My wedding ring. OH SHIT! OUR WEDDING'S TODAY! I guess I kinda shouted that in my mind, because next thing I know, we're both up, and running to our closets, wearing nothing but our skins, throwing on the first things we see. In my case, that's a white blouse Mor got for me a few years ago, a pair of snug trousers, and some soft cotton flats. I run to the bathroom, look quickly into the bath room, and I seem to look ok, and swiftly exit the bathroom, only to collide with Rhyse in my rush. He's wearing his Illyrian leathers, looking as put together as a youngling on their first day of training. We both look at each other and laugh.
I dash down the hall, stumble down the stairs until I reach the front door of the town house, and dash to the house of wind. I have to meet with Mor, Nesta, Elain, and Amren to get ready for my big day. As I'm running by, I quickly buy a loaf of bread from one of the wandering vendors, and inhale it, cause you know, breakfast, right? Almost there! Just the fifty million steps! Don't forget you can winnow my darling I hear a wicked voice whisper into my ear, as I'm dashing up the stairs. Bastard I shriek down the bond, followed by rumbling dark laughter. I slam down my mental shields, in vain efforts shut out my mate. I winnow up the stairs, then come face to face with a grumpy Mor. "You forgot today was your wedding, didn't you?" She sighs. My sheepish smile is all the answer she needs.
At this point I really don't know if I should make this a series of one shots, or a story…
PLEASE TELL ME!
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