Feyre:

Here I am sitting again in the grove of birch trees waiting for the Suriel. Although I already knew how to catch it, if Lucien had figured out, questions would come up. Humans shouldn't already know how to catch fae creatures.

It should be here any minute. 5...4...3...2...1...snap. I went over to greet my old friend. "Cursebreaker, how nice to make your acquaintance once again."

I stared at it in shock. "That hasn't happened yet. How do you already know."

"You underestimate me. I know all. I know that you traveled back in time. I know that you are trapped in your human form. I know that your High Lord is currently under the mountain. Don't worry, no harm has been done to him that he hasn't already suffered. Now ask your questions."

"What was that thing that transported us threw time?"

It stared at the sky as it thought. "They're called conduits. When the cauldron was first created, the early fae Kings' used to put different objects in the cauldron to gain objects with magical properties. When they come out, they still look the same. You saw it glowing because you were changed into a fae not born one. You were made and reborn through magic therefore you have a connection to magic. Anyway, no two conduits are the same. Some provide speed or immense strength to the users. Some give users the ability to read minds or winnow. The one you found was a conduit that allowed for time-traveling. The conduits read the users thoughts so they know what to do or where to transport a person to. Your mind was probably filled with thoughts about what you could've done to save more lives, so it transported you back to the beginning when everything started. Since Rhysand was thinking about going wherever you went, the conduit took him with you."

I replied trying to grasp the inflow of new information, "Okay, so how do we get back."

It clicked its fingers together as it spoke, "There is no way to go back. Time must run its course. If you want to get back to where you were you have to go under the mountain and complete the trials. Just like before. Don't answer the riddle at the beginning. Now can you get me down from here. We both know the naga will be coming soon."

Shit. I forgot about that. I unsheathed the dagger and cut the trap. The Suriel landed on its feet. As it was about to leave, it turne to look at me one last time. "Oh and cursebreaker, write your wrongs. You have a chance to go back and change time. Take it."

With that it ran into the forest and disappeared. I crouched down behind the tree as I saw the four naga approach the snare.

An arrow flew from my bow and planted itself in one's neck. This time I wasn't running. I ran forward and jumped landing on one and swiping my dagger across its neck. Black blood sprayed across my face. I went to wipe it off when I felt a pair of hands grab my shoulders from behind, and I launched backwards. I landed a couple yards away and quickly got up on my feet as they threw themselves at me. I kicked one in the chest sending it falling backwards then rounded on the other cutting it's arm. I sent an arrow flying at the one I kicked, and it landed in the naga's head. It was immediately dead. Three down, one to go. I turned and punched the last in the face just like Cassian taught me. If he saw the way it reeled back clutching its head, he would be howling. While it was unsteady, I ran over and decapitated it with the dagger. It was surprisingly sharp and wicked.

Just like that, it was over. Training with Cassian sure payed off. I looked at my surroundings and realized I had no idea where I was. I cupped my hands around my mouth and yelled as loudly as I could, "LUCIEN!"

I heard heavy footsteps and saw Tamlin come running just like I knew he would. He grabbed my shoulders. "Feyre, are you okay. You shouldn't be out here." He scanned my face and looked me up and down.

Pathetic. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. He thought I was frail and defenseless. Well the former is probably true. I am still in my human body.

I received a bad bruise from where I landed after I was thrown backwards, but other than that I was relatively fine. I was covered all over in black blood though.

Well I had to put on a show, and I'm an amazing actress. I forced tears out of my eyes, and they slowly dripped down my cheeks onto the ground. "I'm fine. Just a little shaken."

He just wrapped an arm protectively around my shoulders and led us back to the estate. I'm confused. Why didn't he ask how I killed the naga? Oh. Of course. He didn't think I was capable of doing something like that. He probably assumed that some other beast or fae came to my rescue then left. One day, he'll realize I'm a wolf dressed as a sheep. One day, he'll realize I'm not his and never was. One day, he'll realize he shouldn't be underestimated. Even without my powers, I'm a force to be reckoned with.

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