Feyre is out hunting in the Spring Court to clear her head. Just when she starts questioning a certain bargain that needs to be upheld she gets payed a visit by the High Lord of the Night Court. She knows why he is here, but does she really know why Rhysand decided to collect her today of all days?

This takes place after they win the fight against the Queen. - Rhysand's black-blue hair was a mess, and his eyes were haggard. He was shirtless, his pale skin gleaming in the half-obscurity of the tunnel. "If you're coming for a late-night call, you picked the wrong moment".

Fayruh Rhys. Oneshot. "I will always love Tamlin." I told him, the words ringing with the simple truth of it. "He and I are the same." Rhysand's eyes clouded, and before he could turn away, I added, "but you saved my life. Not just my life. You were my only friend during those three months of darkness. You're the only reason I'm standing here right now."