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Aidan

My memories of the last few days were like the fragments of a shattered window. The only thing I was sure of was that at least I hadn't been left in the grass to die, because someone was treating me. Sometimes I awoke to the pain of my wounds being touched, other times I awoke just because I felt someone's presence. And each time I woke up, it was the same person. I couldn't make out features, but I saw that she was lightly tanned, she was Illyrian, and her hair was a mixture of a bright gold and brown. That was all I could gain before the black oblivion too me again.

I don't know how long I slept, but it felt like centuries, but it can't have been long because none of my family were here. If it had been any length of time my aunt Mor would be fondling over me and my mother would be smiling trying to hide her worry. My father and uncles would be hunting down whoever did this and I would be wallowing in embarrassment at my over-protective family. But they were no wherein sight. I sat up quickly, only to have blood rush to my head and feel pain pulse through my entire body.
" Hey. What do you think you're doing?! I don't have enough supply's to stitch you up again if you eat dirt!" The female came rushing over to me. She rested a hand on my shoulder to help hold me as she put two pillows behind my back, leaving space for my wings to sit comfortable against them. I smiled slightly at her comment of my moving. She was gone for a moment then returned quickly with a bowl containing the best smelling thing I had ever smelt.

As she moved around the room I squinted at her as my eyes focused and the haziness retreated. I couldn't see her face with her back to me, but I saw a mass of golden brown hair that fell in loose curls down the her bum! She was relatively tall and had a shapely body. She was wearing tight leather pants and a simple green tunic with the top few buttons undone. When she turned it was the first time I caught a glimpse of her face and I realised how beautiful she was. Her eyes were a dazzling green with gold weaved through them. Her lips were full am pink. Small freckles peppered the top of her cheeks and the bridge of her nose, just like my mother. She had a perfect sized nose with a rounded end. What would have made her even more beautiful was a smile, but there were none on her lips.

She came over to me and sat on a wooden stool beside the bed I was in. That's when I saw her wings. They were strong and had some small scars along them. Though they were black like all Illyrians, they seemed to have a hint of gold. She held a bowl of soup on her lap and was holding a small spoonful towards me.
" I can do that myself." I said, with more bite than I intended, my voice barely more than a rasp.
" Liar." She said simply. I reluctantly opened my mouth and she pure the soup onto my tongue. It was delicious. I want more but she placed the spoon back in the bowl and grabbed a glass of water from beside the bed. I scowled as she tilted up my chin and trickled sown water down my throat. I sighed.
" Better?" She ask, setting the water down and returning to the soup.
" Much. Thankyou." She waved it off
" Let me know when you need to get up." she said with a smirk, knowing that if I needed the bathroom, I wouldn't be able to walk there myself. I glared at her but noticed the small ghost of a smile on her face and couldn't help but admire her humour. She chuckled quietly at my expression and continued hand feeding me much to my embarrassment, but if she noticed, she didn't show it.

After she forced me to eat every last drop of the soup and had gone to sit at a small desk on the other side of the room with her back facing me I asked," How long had I been out?" she swivelled in the chair to face me. A curl fell across her face.
" Ten hours, tops," she said. " I had to pinch you pressure point a few times to knock you out."
" Why would you do that?!" I asked, sitting up more.
She huffed a small laughed. " Because it's difficult to pull out arrows and stitch wounds if you're squirming. Forgive me milord." She chuckled.
" You're Kaia?" I asked unsurely. She nodded.
" That's right. And you're Aidan of the Night Court, the son of the High Lord and Lady. Forgive me if I call you Aidan, I will not be calling you milord any time soon. It just sounds so…," she paused to find the right word," extravagant." It was my turn to chuckle. I watched her work on whatever she was doing for a few moments before I felt my eyelids droop. As if sensing my tiredness, she walked over, removed the pillows from my back and gently laid me down. I smiled my thanks before I fell into a dreamless sleep.

I thought I was having a nightmare when I woke up to loud shouting from downstairs of… I honestly didn't know where I was. I assumed it was Kaia's house. The voices were familiar and comforting.
" Where is he?!" I heard my father ask, on the verge of shouting, but I heard Kaia's voice answer calmly without fault," he's in the bedroom upstairs on the right." I heard thundering footsteps then Mors condescending tone that she only used with Cassian," she said the door on the right, not the left you idiot!" A door closed, then more footsteps, then my door burst open to reveal the worried faces of my family. The entire family! Ugh!

My mother rushed over to me.
" Are you alright?" She asked, tucking some of my dark hair behind my ear.
" At least he's breathing." Aunt Nesta said but I could hear the concern in her voice. Cassian said from where he had an arm around her waist," Someone's going to die tonight."
" Oh hush!" Aunt Elain said, coming over to stand next to Mum.
" I think I agree with Cas on this one." Az said. Dad walked over to the bed, immediately commanding attention of everyone in the room
" Are you alright?" He asked. I nodded but still felt pain in my entire body. " Who did this?" He asked. Before I could say that I didn't know Amren grumbled," Why don't you ask the girl?"
Dad gave a bow of his head and Mor swaggered down the stairs to retrieve Kaia.

Moments later Mor returned with Kaia in tow. She went and sat on the corner of her desk in a fur lined jacket, some tight leather pants that tucked into brown boots. There was still some snow on her boots.
" Apparently your folks don't know how to knock." She said to me with amusement in her eyes. Amren snorted from where she was standing behind Azriel.
" What happened?" Cas demanded, getting straight to the point. Kaia shrugged.
" My friend Priya found everyone crowded around him on the edge of the camp then brought him to me."
" Why did she bring him to you"? Azriel asked.
" Most of the males and all of the healers went to another camp after there was a small battle in the other Illyrian camp. Part of my magic is healing, so it made sense for them to bring him to me." She answered Cass's firing questions without missing a beat.
" Injuries?" he asked.
" The major ones were arrow wounds in his thigh, two in his abdomen, one in his shoulder, and two in his right wing," Cassian's eyes widened. " he had multiple scratches with plenty of splinters in them and some ugly bruises which would suggest he fell from a great height." Aunt Elain winced.

As I watched Kaia, I noticed the moonlight streaming in behind her through the window.
" You came in the middle of the night?" I asked.
" Of course we did! " Mor said," You were hurt!"
" You should of healed yourself by now…" Mum uttered.
" The arrows were tipped in fae bane." Kaia added.
" I think we know who did it." Dad muttered. Azriel was cracking his knuckles absent-mindedly.

When I looked over he was frowning at Kaia who was doing her best to hide her face casually with her hair.
" What is it Cassian?" I asked.
" I'm just … do I know you?" he asked Kaia.
She lifted her head and quickly answered," No. We haven't met." Her voice was stern.
" Are you sure?" Cass pushed," You seem very familiar."
" We haven't met." She repeated.
" Wait a second," he mumbled. " You were the female that I found when I came to the camp that morning – "
" Stop." Kaia said.
" – you were tied to the clipping post and…," his eyes widened," your father was about to…" a look of disgust came on his face.
" Enough!" Kaia hissed. Everyone was watching them with wide eyes.
" Kaia?" A small voice said from the doorway. Kaia's eyes widened and were full of fear. She blinked at it was gone. She put on a smile and looked toward the doorway. I followed her gaze, and standing there was a small girl. She had long golden curls, just like Kaia and big green eyes, but they lacked the golden swirls that she had.
" What is it sweetheart?" Kaia asked sweetly with a smile, but guilt shone under the happiness. The small girl took my family in. Her jaw dropped and she said to Kaia while looking at us," I had a nightmare, then I heard noises." Kaia swallowed.
" I'll take you back to bed." Kaia said, hopping off the side of the desk and walking over to the girl who was a child version of herself. She scooped her into her arms. As they left the room we heard their voices. " What was it about this time?" Kaia asked lovingly.
" It was about Dad." The girl sniffed.
" The same one?" she asked.
" Exactly the same." The girl told her. They were silent for a moment before," Kaia I'm scared he'll do it again. I'm – " Kaia cut her off.
" I promise I will never let it happen again. Never." She said firmly.

Kaia

I pulled the blankets up and tucked them in around Shreya.
" Goog night little sister." I whispered and placed a feather light kiss on her forehead.
" Good night Kaia." She mumbled as she closed her eyes. I backed slowly out of her room and silently closed the door. A tear trickled down my face as I remembered that day. The day that would forever haunt my dreams as much as they haunted Shreya. I sniffed and hastily wiped my eyes. I looked at my reflection in the rusting mirror that hung on the hallway door. I tried to shut out the cracking sound of Shreya's small body hitting the ground. When I had decided it no longer looked like I had been crying I walked back into my room where I had put Aidan. I didn't dare put him I fathers room. They all watched me as I strode back in and I had to stop myself from shrinking under their gaze.

I grabbed my empty tea cup off of my desk and said to them all," I'll make some tea."
Before I could gladly leave the room the High Lord asked," How old is your sister?" I didn't look him in the eye because I didn't want to see the emotion that was in them.
" Five." I replied with a nod and walked as fast as I could out of the room.

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