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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="e8e8fb1021ff0aa113a1406b77ccd594"As the sun peeked over the horizon, there was already a flurry of activity in the townhouse. I really didn't want to get out of bed and face the inevitable stream of questions from everyone that would range from "do you want pink or blue candles?' or "what flavour cake do you want Feyre?" I really wasn't ready to deal with it. I tried to roll over and get more sleep but I just couldn't. I stood up and got out of bed, slowly making my way towards the bathroom. After having a bath and combing my hair, I walk back into the room to find Rhys waiting for me. He smirked as he noticed the lack of clothes on me. I walked over to where he was sitting on the bed and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Not today Rhys, I have things to do." I muttered "Like what?" he replied with a small smile. "Stuff." I retort as I rifle through my clothes, selecting a light sweater and pants to wear. He lets out a small whine of protest and gives me a sad look. "Illyrian baby" I mutter as he laughs and pats the spot on the bed beside him. "So, what does my em style="box-sizing: border-box;"gorgeous /emmate possibly have to do on the day before her birthday." Rhys practically pleaded, putting emphasis on the word gorgeous. I sigh as I blow him a kiss and walk out the bedroom door, leaving him and his puppy dog eyes sitting on the bed./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="4ed5befa2146f40ec967fef23b2a50ea"As I strolled through Velaris whistling a quiet tune, I saw Azriel sitting alone in a quiet pub. I quietly walked in and sat across from him. He looked up and jumped a little when he saw me sitting there. "Feyre" he acknowledged me with a nod of his head. He went to stand up but i put my hand on his arm stopping him. "What's on your mind Az?" I ask. He blows out a small sigh before shaking his head "nothing, it's fine" he outs on a smile and goes to leave again but I stand up with him. When he realizes I'm not giving up, he sits back down and starts to explain. "You see Feyre, I just can't seem to find you a good enough birthday present." I let out a small laugh as he wrings his hands. "Is that what was bothering you?" I place my hands on top of his "you know that i don't particularly care for presents Az" He gives a small smile and nods his head "I know, it's just that you deserve it Feyre, you really do." I stand up shaking my head and give him a small hug before strolling out of the pub and making my way towards my original goal. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="e8e8fb1021ff0aa113a1406b77ccd594"As the sun peeked over the horizon, there was already a flurry of activity in the townhouse. I really didn't want to get out of bed and face the inevitable stream of questions from everyone that would range from "do you want pink or blue candles?' or "what flavour cake do you want Feyre?" I really wasn't ready to deal with it. I tried to roll over and get more sleep but I just couldn't. I stood up and got out of bed, slowly making my way towards the bathroom. After having a bath and combing my hair, I walk back into the room to find Rhys waiting for me. He smirked as he noticed the lack of clothes on me. I walked over to where he was sitting on the bed and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Not today Rhys, I have things to do." I muttered "Like what?" he replied with a small smile. "Stuff." I retort as I rifle through my clothes, selecting a light sweater and pants to wear. He lets out a small whine of protest and gives me a sad look. "Illyrian baby" I mutter as he laughs and pats the spot on the bed beside him. "So, what does my em style="box-sizing: border-box;"gorgeous /emmate possibly have to do on the day before her birthday." Rhys practically pleaded, putting emphasis on the word gorgeous. I sigh as I blow him a kiss and walk out the bedroom door, leaving him and his puppy dog eyes sitting on the bed./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="4ed5befa2146f40ec967fef23b2a50ea"As I strolled through Velaris whistling a quiet tune, I saw Azriel sitting alone in a quiet pub. I quietly walked in and sat across from him. He looked up and jumped a little when he saw me sitting there. "Feyre" he acknowledged me with a nod of his head. He went to stand up but i put my hand on his arm stopping him. "What's on your mind Az?" I ask. He blows out a small sigh before shaking his head "nothing, it's fine" he outs on a smile and goes to leave again but I stand up with him. When he realizes I'm not giving up, he sits back down and starts to explain. "You see Feyre, I just can't seem to find you a good enough birthday present." I let out a small laugh as he wrings his hands. "Is that what was bothering you?" I place my hands on top of his "you know that i don't particularly care for presents Az" He gives a small smile and nods his head "I know, it's just that you deserve it Feyre, you really do." I stand up shaking my head and give him a small hug before strolling out of the pub and making my way towards my original goal. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="d45ef8020410d6b96fcc10bb75637ef4"As fast as I can, I winnow back to the townhouse, straight into the arms of Rhys who was waitinf for me in the bedroom. "Feyre?" He asks "whats wrong" I say nothing, instead burying my head in his shoulder crying. When I finally look up, wiping my eyes, Rhys looks down at me with concern lacing his expression. "Feyre?" He asks again. I shake my head, instead lowering my shields for him and letting him see it for himself, unable to bring myself to talk about it. The whole time he strokes my hair muttering how much he loves me. I lean into his warmth as exhaustion finally kicks in./p
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