Hello!

Sorry, it's been a long time. i just haven't had the time to go on . :( No excuses, I know.

Anyways...I have had this written for a long time, but forgot about it. I will try to update more frequently in future.

So...

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EVER'S POV

I knock on the flat door. It's a nice apartment door. Like a posh hotel. Nan opens the door and her face lights up in a smile.

"Ever!"

She drags me inside, babbling many so many words that after just five seconds I switch off. Nan is over-exuberant. In a good way. But it's a bit much sometimes.

"Nan!" I cut across her.

She smiles at me.

"Ya?"

But just as I'm about to speak, Brody opens the door of the bathroom, zipping up his jeans. Then he notices me and flushes red.

"Ah…hi Ever!"

Smirking, I reply.

"Hi."

"This is such a nice surprise! We haven't seen you or Mina or Teague or Nix in ages! I missed you all! I have so much to tell you! I mean, for a start, check out my ring finger!"

A glittering engagement ring resides on her slim, manicured finger. Nan continues.

"But I want to know, why have none of you visited? Like-"

It's kind of painful, listening to Nan. Considering that Teague is depressed, Mina's gone, and Nix hasn't popped the question.

"Nan, Brody, there is actually a reason I came here. I know you wanted to be rid of all things Fae, but-"

"No, we didn't. I don't know where you got that idea, Ever, but I would never distance myself from my friends like that."

"Your fiancée said otherwise."

Nan's cheeks darken to red, almost unnoticeable. She turns, ever so slowly, in her seat, towards Brody. Her voice drops to just above a whisper.

"Brody Carmichael," Nan says. His face pales. I think he knows what it means to be on the receiving end of Nan's temper. I hope he remembered his bullet proof jacket.

She grabs his ear and drags him into the opposite room, behind a closed door.

I can hear Nan from where I'm sitting.

"WHY THE F* DID YOU SAY THAT WE NEVER WANTED TO TALK TO THEM AGAIN!?"

I can't hear Brody's reply.

"OH, YOU DIDN'T SAY THAT? WHAT DID YOU SAY, THEN!?"

But I can hear Nan just fine.

"IT'S NOT OKAY TO EVER SAY THAT! ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU DON'T TELL ME!"

Her voice lowers. But she has a loud voice.

"You did it to protect me?"

Why can I not eavesdrop on Brody? I'm quite interested in his defence. Speak louder Brody!

"Look…I'm sorry I got mad. But that was unacceptable what you did. Who knows what could have happened when we lost touch? Mina could have been lured aside by some creepy weirdo for all we know!"

"Well, if she has," I hear Brody say, "You can shout at me then. But everything's fine."

They walk out hand in hand. Nan puts on a breezy voice.

"So what was it you wanted to say, Ever?"

"Only that Mina's been lured aside by some creepy weirdo and the creepy weirdo's started a war."

TEAGUE'S POV

Staring around the rocks, I think about the last time I was here. Teaming with life, chatter, and happiness.

Funny, that. Considering it is now filled with broken and wounded Fae. The Scarring of the Sirens. Finn has clearly been here already.

I wander around aimlessly. Nix and Charlie have gone off to find where they are hiding. They wouldn't take kindly to me here. Never have I wished I made peace more.

The sea looks dark and ominous. The sky is overcast and cloudy. The weather has always been affected by my mood. It doesn't help to cheer me up at times like this.

Nix and Charlie return, seemingly optimistic.

"Well, considering that Charlie is part of the royal family, they agreed!" Nix says.

"Well, what did they say? Did you tell them about me?" I demand.

A shifty look crosses Nix's face.

"Well…no…but we told them everything apart from that and they are willing to take on the gnomes once again. Just like old times!"

Charlie says quietly, "This isn't like old times. It's much worse than that."

"Why?" I ask.

"Finn declared war. Not us."

MINA'S POV

Spine cracking, I stretch out on the bed. I was told to stay here. And I don't have a choice. To obey or not to obey.

It's kind of boring. At least at the castle, when Teague imprisoned me, I had books and stuff... here, there is literally nothing to do.

What I wouldn't give for an mp3 player and some earphones. If I was allowed even ten songs I would be happy. I have come up with so many playlists over the past few days that I lost track. But one song keeps coming back…in a kind of sarcastic way.

Don't stop me now; I'm having such a good time, I think ironically. I'm having a ball…

I flip onto my back and stare at the pink silk sheet on top of the four-poster bed. I like pink. It's such an innocent colour. It makes me think of babies and daisies and pigs. Finn ruined the colour for me. Just another thing I can never look at again.

The door opens and it's – who else – but Finn.

Did I mention that, because he thinks I trust him, he's been letting me in on what he's going to do. It's not like I can stop him, but it's good, because it means he trusts me. He is just a control freak. He actually wants to marry me once he's eliminated Teague.

The thought makes me kind of queasy.

"Hello, dearest." Yuck. Just yuck. I miss Teague so much.

"You can answer."

My tongue loosens and I can speak. "Hi."

"You don't sound too good."

"I don't feel particularly good. It's so boring up here, when you're not around." The words are like needles. But for him to trust me, it's what I must do.

"Well, I have good news. You're going out."

This comes as a surprise.

"Where to?"

"Remember your ex-husband?"

"Him." Ah yes, my true love. Nope, forgot all about him while you were keeping me prisoner in this manky hole.

He smirks.

"Well, now's your chance for revenge on him."

"Revenge?"

"Those idiots have declared war on us."

"Yeah…idiots."

I can only hope they defeat us. If they declared war first, it must mean that they are confident in their chances against us. If we declared war, it would be disastrous.

"Anyway, we are setting out tomorrow, and with a bit of luck, we can eliminate them in the first battle."

"Uh huh. So why am I getting out?"

"Well, you have the most important job in it."

Smiling, he doesn't elaborate. He's waiting for me to ask. So I do.

"What's my job?"

"You get to kill Teague."