Eris and the Heir of Hybern

Preface:

Eris and the Heir of Hybern

Alternate storyline and end of ACOWAR

We know that Hybern had twin niece and nephew that Feyre dispatched, but they were not the heir(s) of the kingdom. In this Fanfiction, it focuses on the princess, prince, Eris, and Tamlin, but includes the inner circle. Picking up towards the end of ACOWAR. Since it starts towards end of what is available in the series, almost everything will be a spoiler, but somethings will different as I have added characters who I think would interact wonderfully with slightly changed goings on. I suggest not reading until you've finished the series (including ACOFAS, as some things line up there too). I've also taken it upon myself to give names to the various characters that Maas has not yet.

Characters that I have named, that previously existed without names:

Lady of Autumn court: Helena

Other Autumn court heirs: Murphy, Finn, and Cranny

XARIA

We had always, always had dinner. In the month since we had returned from the war front we had not missed a dinner. Now, I was expected at breakfast, in Autumn. I had no events today, as the first trial was tonight, after breakfast, the Autumn Court would be joining me in Hybern to await other guests.

I winnowed to the front door. They had allowed me to winnow directly to the door, but not yet inside. I believed it was because they didn't know how to modify the wards, not because they feared me. There were no sentries. Smoke wafted out the doors which had clearly been blown open. Shit.

Inside a group of twenty soldiers were attacking only one female. Fire twisted and blurred my vision. Eris's mom was defending the whole capital, alone. Where was everyone else?

My double blade was already in my hand. The fire parted and I saw a soldier behind her raise an axe. I threw half of my blade at him, and before he hit the ground, two more were dead. They were not expecting her to have help.

The two of us quickly cut through them. A servant who was in the throne room before the lady could get there was the only casualty that befell Autumn.

"Hell of a breakfast." I said when I looked over the dead. "Ahhhh," I said, spotting one still alive. I dove into his mind and ripped out his identity, and his mission.

"A small force attacked the nearby village. They truly wanted in here however." I informed her. "No one peeled off, no one else was meant to come here. The larger force was meant to distract, to weaken."

"What did they want?" She asked.

"He," I pointed at the male taking his last breaths. "Did not know." I turned to the giant golden doors, hands raised. And they popped back into place.

"They will bring someone back." She calmly. Her nightgown was torn, singed and bloody. I looked at myself, I had only a few splatters of blood. She was holding them off for a time before I got here. "Thank you for coming, for helping instead of leaving."

"If I left, I would have returned with more help." I declared. They would be my closest allies for the rest of my life, my heir's lives. Autumn and Hybern were bond for most of forever. I walked over to the thrones in the, well throne room. And plopped down in one. I threw my legs over the edge of it and set to pick at the now drying blood on my hands. My double blade at my feet.

"Are you doing this to impress them, or anger them?" She asked, settling into the other, much smaller throne.

"I haven't decided." I said simply. We lapsed into a silence that spanned long minutes. I was inclined to winnow to the village and help, but that would most likely just distract Eris.

"Do not betray my son," she said so low, I almost did not hear her. I looked up from my blood speckled hands. "Beron was never kind, but he fair enough until I betrayed him. Eris is kinder, but I have seen him be worse than his father."

"Eris won't hurt me. Not only are we mates, but I hold rank in Hybern."

"And where are you now?" She asked. Waiting for me to realize the weight of her words, of how much I didn't control. "I thought the same thing."

"Does he still?"

"Only when I see my mate. The war meetings, the happenstances under the mountain. When my mate is around, he makes certain that I am too broken to do anything more."

"You are welcome in private apartments whenever you wish, but Beron will never be. Claim you need to help plan my wedding, need a vacation, whatever it is. You will always be welcome."

"Thank you," she said quietly.

"You are not broken," I said and gestured to the twenty elite fighters she held off alone. She may not have been able to land a killing blow until I distracted some of them, but what she had done was no small feat.

"And I trust you, your discretion, and your motives."

"Thank you." I breathed.

The door banged open and all the love that poured from the female next me drained.

"What is this?" Beron demanded.

"Actually, I have question first," I said from my throne, his throne. "I would ask you why you left your wife, the mother of your children, and lady of Autumn alone to defend the place from assassins?" I said playfully.

"Mother?" Cranny growled. An order I realized.

"I am fine, but Xaria did indeed save me." She said to all of them. I watched Cranny take in his mother appearance, the night gown, the blood. Then they all turned their eyes around the throne room, the walls were brunt, the chairs were crisps, and the bodies all had a pool of blood leaking around them.

"Xaria," Eris said, and winnowed the length of the hall, right in front of me.

"You're hurt?" It wasn't a question. And I wasn't a healer. I had been so content to sit and wait for them to return. From the number of the sentinels they had taken and the few soldiers that presented the front, I hadn't worried. I hadn't worried about my mate, and yet he was hurt.

"I'll heal." Eris mumbled, he slid an equally bloody finger under my chin and tipped it up to look at him and not the giant gash that covered his arm. "We brought you someone to interrogate."

I nodded. His mother had said so. The prisoner was drug in by the soldiers. He was bound and forced to his knees. It seemed that my mask was not in place when I looked at him. In my many months of visiting our allies to ready for war, I met many people. There was no way I could ever forget the lover of prince Froga. He didn't act with his country, this had been an attempt without state support, which meant that we could do nothing in response. Just yet.

"Davis," I said, shocked.

"Princess Xaria, it is a pleasure to see you. I must share my sentiments of pleasure that you were repaid for your traitorous tendencies with your brother's death. I believe it was your ally that killed him, fitting." He spit at my feet.

I did not dive into his mind as I had with the other invader. I tore his apart. His walls crumbled into dust. Looking for information before flicking that piece of his mind into the void. With every piece of pertinent information, I made him share it with the lords around me. When he did not spout information, he screamed in pain.

"Princess," Cranny said, drawing me out of my rage. I looked at him. He took a step back. "I think you and my brother are more fit for each now that I have seen your wrath." With a flick of my hand I snapped Davis's neck. I rose from Beron's throne. He quickly took it from me, with a pat on the back.

"Your brother must have been an important male." Finn said with a kick at Davis.

Eris extended his non-injured hand to me as I descended the dais. The stairs were slick with blood. "My brother was taught to be a merciless king, but he was always the very sweetest to me or everyone. I am proud to defend his honor in death." I said with a wave of my hand. Eris pulled me along to one of the many doors lining the hall.

"Princess," Helena, the lady of Autumn called. I turned to face her. "Thank you." I saw the double meaning there. Not only would I use my powers to protect and help Autumn, but I had offered her a safe place, an asylum. I smiled tightly, then followed Eris out the door.

"Did you bring a change of clothes?" He asked when we were alone.

"You first," I said, and gripped his hand tightly. No use changing if I was just going to get blood on my new clothes.

"I only meant that you could go change while I get healed." He suggested.

"No, sorry, but I don't think I can even think about clean clothes until you're okay." I said with a laugh.

"Oh," Eris asked playfully, "and what are you thinking about?"

"You're wellbeing." I said sickly sweet.

"And yours, are you okay after all that?" he said, drawing me closer, under his arm, while we walked.

"My brother is dead, how long until that's okay?" I asked tensely. He had no words for that. He dropped a kiss on the top of my head.

"My father will want to use you again." Eris said suddenly.

"I know, but it will hard to use a queen."

"You will be my queen," Eris responded, "or he will see you as under me, and since I am under him…"

"I will not be under you." My title is literally higher than yours. I wanted to scream it.

"But you will be my wife. To him that is always under the male." Eris explained quieter, when I had gotten louder.

"To him?" I asked, suddenly fearful.

"We are mates, equals." He said simply.