Btw if you are a dumdum and are begging me to say this then I am not Sarah j Maas and don't own these characters so HA

AELIN POV

Beron had some nerve and no sanity. I could've sliced his head off for saying that we were all motherfuckers that should go back to our own shitty dimension when they are the ones that need help from us. I could feel myself ready to tackle him. And beat the shit out of him. The only reason I didn't was because everyone else seemed really annoyed by him.

"So can you guys shut that one up cause you need our help and we don't need to help though we do want too. But if you are all peices of shit that came from the same asshole attitude that he did, we can and will go." I paused to let the Words sink in, "Got it?" They all nodded execpt Beron who was scowling at me and I debated throwing him out a window and if anyone would care. So I waited for others to speak. Rhys spoke again.

"We need your help, we are going to lose against Hybren without you. We need you, all of you. We don't have numbers, we don't have anyone on our side and I'm scared as shit that I'm going to lose my home, my friends, and my mate. So-"

I held up my hand. He reminded me of myself. "I will help. You remind me of myself fighting the war 6 years ago. I was calling in debts as an assasssin, stealing money from the man that trained me and was the one that let me get sent to a slave Camp, and scard shitless of all the friendships I had gained, my mate I had just found but hadn't told yet, I would never wish any of my friends harm, even Lorcan when he was going to betray me, I went in my friends place so she would not get hurt and was whipped and in an iron box because of it. I know pain better than most people because of my experiences. The one thing I would change about my past, that's what some people ask, but a past shapes a person into where they are today, and I wouldn't change a thing about today." I earned this. I earned my countries respect, my mates love, my friends, my alliances, everything that I fought for.

"How did you win against an evil king that was feared for centuries from nothing? From no money, no army, no friends, no family, no parents, from a slave Camp that people can last weeks at most and you lasted a year, I barely survived Amarantha's trials before breaking apart crying and Rhys had to hold me together at all costs. I fell apart. I broke and you walked out thin, pale, and yet you held your head as high as a queen. Rhys was stronger than me and stayed strong for 50 years. Whoring himself to a person he hated. I'm not strong like that. I have no idea how you can do it." Tears were falling down Feyre's face.

"I did it because I wanted to prove to myself that I could do it, I could do it and protect my kingdom at all costs. No matter what it might be. And if someone had told me to whore myself in front of my mate, for my kingdom to keep that people safe, I would do it, I would do it a thousand times to ensure my child would never have to go through what I did, with no parents, an outcast, no money, no friends, none of it." Weak if she thought she couldn't. She was as weak as she believed. As strong as she wished though. She didn't understand the true pain of losing someone that she loved with all her heart. Every single drop. When the one friend, the one lover, the one piece of family is stripped away from someone jealous. I sighed. The only person that could ever get me that I didn't know already was Rhys. Maybe some of his friends. Like Cassian, Azriel, Mor, or the otherfemale scent that wasn't here. I could tell these people would be helpful.

The next day when I went with them to the human world we all stayed in the shadows watching Jurian appear and make an alliance. I was very cautious about trusting him. Lorcan stalked Jurian for awhile before leaving him alone. I couldn't help but smirk. Territorial Fae Bastards. Always in the way. Jurian turned out to be extremely helpful. He would lead a legion into battle. We told them we were fighting with them to the end. Except Chaol and Aedion. They were to help in the healing ward. Yrene obviously was in the healing ward. I would help in more ways than they thought. You know why. It's cause I'm awesome, amazing, spectacular, magnificent, goddess worthy, the regular things. ;)

FEYRE POV

I wasn't sure how to feel about Aelin. She always had barriers up that burned me whenever I tried to get through. Rhys never could either. We couldn't get into Manon's head either. I could get in everyone else's head though. Mainly because they let My their shields down and didn't care. Aelin and Manon were always talking secretly though. I was terrified. Rhys, my mate, husband, was going to fight in a war in a place that he didn't have the higher ground. Where he was unfamiliar in the streets, where he couldn't match their large armies. I was worried about our armies and our friends. Then there was Aelin, secretive yet open to any suggestions. I wanted to kill someone for bringing this upon us. I saw Aelin standing at the battle field with Lysandra. Lysandra was a shapeshifter. I didn't realize how powerful till she turned into a huge creature with black wings. She was killing a lot of people, not as many as Aelin though.Aelin was powerful. Her fire would turn people to ash while slaughtering with her sword. It was like a dance to her. So graceful, yet it seemed planned, like she knew where her enemies were going to be. Then I saw Rhys having trouble maintaining his lines. Lysandra helped him, yet it wasn't enough. Then I realized that Manon was fighting yet. Where was she? "Where's Manon?" I asked Nesta. She turned around to look st me and her eyes went wide, " behind you." I turned around and saw Rhys missing friends. They helped tremendously. Yet not enough. Then Amren took me to the cauldron. I realized that she was tricking me, I said no. She explained what we were going to do, I thought it was reasonable but then I saw a Hybren soilder crawling down the stairs, sobbing for help, for mercy, he started screaming as a black thing swooped in to pick him off. Hybren soldierswere screaming from Manon's army that had arrived. I was worried it wouldn't be enough. So I did as Amren said to do.