Sarah J Maas Fanfiction
A/N: I do not own any of the locations or any familiar characters; all rights go to the incredible Sarah J Maas.
As I entered my room, I waited until I heard the door shut and locked behind me. My shoulders slumped, and I let out a deep breath. Today was hard. I'd been through worse, but I'd lost my edge in the past hundreds of years. It's been so long since I trained, or did anything other than clean rooms and dust counters.
I walked over to the window, my bare feet sinking into the carpet, the hem of my ridiculously low-cut dress brushing my toes. I propped my elbows on the window frame and stuck my head out the window. The night air caressed my face and I breathed it in deeply, the breeze refreshing my senses.
Memories assaulted my head as soon as I stopped moving, thinking, doing. Phantom pain lanced up and down my spine, and I tugged on that bridge in my head, the ribbon that attached to another mind, so similar to my own. Yet so different. Gone. No longer on the edge of my mind. A severed bond.
The wind tugged at my long dark hair, but no longer whispered it's secrets me. Choking back a sob, I turned inside, and stepped away from the window. From that doorway to freedom. That promise of days past.
Morning came and went, and with it another day of boredom. Women who had once worked beside me, even been my friends, were now unafraid to say what they'd been thinking the whole time. Whispers flew past my head, swirling through the haze that clung around my head.
"Fake faerie…"
"Human filth…"
I knew what they spoke about. While I was a faerie, and I possessed very little magic, I looked just like a high fae. Except for my rounded ears. I had never been over the wall, but I imagined that the humans would take one look at me and send me away. The glamour wouldn't fool them forever. And all it would take is one touch to my back for them to know I wasn't one of them.
In that moment, I made a decision.