I woke up in a bed, I noticed my surroundings were familiar, I was in the spring court, More specifically, my room. I saw Tamlin, sitting on the edge of the bed, the Viker root in his hand. "When did you plan on telling me Feyre?" his voice calm and quiet. My body shook, what does he know? Does he know my plan? Question upon question filled my head as I stared at him. "ANSWERED ME DAMNIT." He yelled, the room shook, I jumped as he stood from the edge of the bed and paced. "YOU BETRAYED ME!" everything started falling out. "YOU THINK I WANT CHILDREN WITH A MAN WHO I CAN BARELY STAND? NO! I LOVED YOU ONCE TAMLIN, BUT YOU LOCKED IN ME IN THIS CASTLE, KNOWING DAMN WELL I HATE BEING CONCEILED! I'M NOT YOUR OBJECT" I don't know where this came from, I probably ruined Rhysand's plan, but I didn't care. I hated Tamlin. I hated these children I was carrying. "Children?" he asked his voice cracking. I nodded. "Twins. But you have to understand Tamlin, I hate you. I'm not having your children." I seethed, my voice didn't sound like my own. "Feyre, what do you mean? What were you planning on doing to my children?" he asked, walking towards me. He looked at the root in his hands, and back at me, I could see the gears turning in his head, "Feyre please tell me you didn't plan on killing unborn fae." He begged. I turned my head away from him. "FEYRE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT IT COULD DO TO YOU?! NOT ONLY IS KILLING UNBORN CHILDREN A CRIME, BUT THE WAY YOU PLANNED ON DOING IT WOULD KILL YOU AS WELL!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. His claws came out and I tried to stand out of the bed, but filed and landed on the floor. "DO YOU NOT CARE ANOUT YOUR OWN WELL BEING?" he seethed his voice no louder than a whisper, but aggression poured out of him like a waterfall. "I wouldn't die from taking the potion." I murmured, trying to stand. A roar of hard laughter echoed from him, "You still have that idiotic human brain, you're fae now Feyre." "I KNOW I'M FAE!" I screamed, anger filling my body. "You won't die from the potion Feyre. If you take my blood without permission I will have to banish you, or worse depending on how much you were going to take." "Whatever you're planning on doing, don't." Rhysand said, stopping my thoughts. He knew that I was planning on taking Tamlin's blood. "I only needed a drop." I said, my body finally gaining control over my body. "I'm not going to let you get rid of our children." He said. He had tried to help me stand, but I refused his help. "Please Tamlin. I can't have them." I begged. "Why not?" he asked, his temper seemed to be calmer. "I don't love you, how could I bring your children to the world? I would hate them, I wouldn't be able to raise them, or even look at them without wanting to kill them." I breathed. "Then we don't we make a deal?" he stood in front of me. I stared at him, my interest piqued. "You don't have to raise the children, but you will give birth to them." he said. "You don't have to live here anymore; once you give birth you're free to live with Rhys. I know you love him." he smiled shortly and crossed his arms. "Do we have a deal?" I thought it over, I could have more children with Rhys if he wanted some, it was a good deal. "Yes."