Hello Fae and faeries! I am more than a little shocked that I have updated this often, but who knows anymore? I don't! Let's get to it then! Enjoy!

Rhysand:

Keir was there when we arrived, and looking less than happy that we made him wait. Too bad for him. Plus, it was always fun to watch him get pissed, lest he forget his rank.

"Keir," I said in way of greeting. I might have taken off the mask of cruelty that I used to wear around people, but Keir still angered me to no bounds.

"High Lord," he said back, bowing deeply, holding his hand in memory of that visit to the Court of Nightmares where I had mangled it. I could practically see him fuming at having to bow until I let him up.

"Rise Keir. We have matter to discuss, as you very well know," I said, walking to the dining room, leaving him to follow. Or throw himself off the cliff. Either would be fine.

I walked with Feyre, and once we had found our seats at the head of the table, where two chairs had been placed for the High Lord and High Lady, Keir took his seat down the table a ways, his advisors filling in around him, but giving us space.

"High Lord. My court is to be granted access to Velaris. That was out agreement," Keir stated, breaking the silence, but not breaking his eye contact with me. He ignored Feyre completely.

Go ahead. Answer him Feyre, darling. Show him who the Night Court's High Lady is. I purred across the bond to my mate.

A touch fluttered against my shields, and it took all of my will power not to shiver.

Of course. And when this meeting is over, I'll show you too.

I crossed my leg over my other at the ankle in an attempt to hide the growing bulge in my pants at the images Feyre sent down the bond.

Cruel, wicked thing.

"Keir. That was our agreement, yes. But it does not mean there will not be checks. You will give us notification as to when you plan on coming. You will not harm or bother any occupants of this city. And we will not force anything upon the shopkeepers. If they want nothing to do with you, then you and your court will leave them in peace. If we hear of you breaking these rules, then you will never again set foot here. Is that understood?" Feyre addressed Keir and his advisors, a picture of cool power.

"Yes, it is understood," Keir ground out. I grinned, a cruel, genuine thing, at watching Keir answer to a woman, when he was used to them answering to him.

"Good. Now go tell your court what has been agreed upon and get out of my face," Feyre snarled at him.

They all left quickly, eager to be out of our presence.

"How did I do?" my mate asked me, turning to face me.

"Beautifully my love. How long do you think they will attempt to come for once they realize no one will allow them to do business?" I responded with my own question.

"Hopefully not long. They do not seem the type to stay around such embarrassment," Feyre answered wisely.

"Indeed they are not. Now, I believe I was promised something?" I say, smirking.

"I believe you were," Feyre agrees, matching my smirk before running for the balcony and throwing herself off of it, snapping out her wings. "If you can catch me that is!"

"Now you're going to get it!" I shout back, racing after her.

Just as I catch up, she winnows away, appearing a few hundred yards to the left. I follow, but she's already gone again.

The sneaky woman has been practicing I see.

I winnow into her path, wrapping my arms tight around her, but still letting her wings stay free. She tried winnowing, but I just traveled with her.

"No escaping now," I breathe against her neck.

"Who said anything about escaping?" She grins, making me wary. And rightly so, because the next second I'm hit with a stream of water.

"Now you're a goner!" I shout, but she's gone. I give chase, shaking the water off my wings like a damn dog.

Feyre was heading for the town house, or more specifically, the roof, where Cassian and Azriel were sparring.

My mate touched down and was already running, grabbing Cassian's shoulders and hiding behind his back, turning him onto my path.

"Illyrian shield!" She shouts from behind him. Cassian's eyes widen, trying to shake Feyre off of him as he realizes what's happening. I send out tendrils of darkness, reaching for his sides, tickling him.

"No, no, no! S-stop that!" Cassian bursts out between laughing and half crying because of it. He falls to the ground, the darkness never relenting.

Feyre, realizing that her shield is down, runs to Azriel, grabbing onto him before he can get away.

"Come on Rhys! You wouldn't torture sweet little Azriel would you?" She asks innocently from behind her newest shield.

"That's not fair Feyre! You know I wouldn't!" I respond, grinning with joy.

"Hey! I'm just fair game then?" Cassian shouts from the ground, trying to catch his breath after my darkness stopped tickling him.

As I look at him Feyre winnows away into the air, taking off again. I race after her once I notice, leaving the two Illyrians behind us.

This was what we had fought for. What we had both died for. For these moments. These amazing moments.

That was super hard to write for some reason. Till next time! Bye!