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Chapter 14

I followed Tamlin into the main room on auto-pilot, still at shocked at what he'd just told Lucien. Azriel looked up from his book as we entered – he'd obviously sent his reports away when Tamlin had turned up. I had no doubt that he knew about everything that had happened in Lucien's room. I motioned for Tamlin to sit down whilst I made drinks for the three of us.

After I'd made the drinks and handed them out, I sat down next to Azriel, opposite Tamlin. I took a swig of tea whilst looking at Tamlin. "That was a nice thing you did for Lucien," I told him. Tamlin gave a barely perceptible nod in response. "I thought you two were struggling to get along, that's what Amren said" I pushed.

"We were, but I decided to try harder. Now," he added, looking at me, "I hear you unleashed your inner beast again, but you had some modicum of control this time. How did you manage that so quickly?"

I recounted what had actually happened, and what I'd felt. I still wasn't sure about shifting into my wolf form and voiced this.

"You say you don't like it, but it is a useful….skill to hone," Tamlin told me. I must have looked puzzled because he elaborated, "I know the others think I like to 'unleash the beast' because of my temper – and they are partially right – but I use what I've been given to its advantage. My beast form is quicker, more durable and has better senses than my Fae form, which I why I tend to use it. You use the shifting powers you got from me to give yourself Illyrian wings – why?" he asked.

I shrugged, "to fly."

"Exactly! You use your powers to give you something you don't already have! It's the same for your wolf form, you should learn to control it more, so you have it at your disposal."

"You're trying to encourage her to shift on purpose?" Azriel asked, looking up from his book. I knew he wasn't really reading it, but was trying to give some semblance of privacy.

"Yes. Why?" Tamlin replied.

"I don't think it's a good idea. There's a reason the other High Lords don't like using their inner beast's and actively attempt to prevent themselves from shifting."

"They don't understand it like I do," Tamlin countered. "Shape-shifting is my specialty, and I understand the beast better than the rest of them."

"You might," Azriel scoffed, "but we're talking about Feyre here."

"Precisely. She's got my shape-shifting abilities too, that's probably why she gained control of the shift so quickly and easily."

"But as you've just pointed out she has magic of all the High Lords – she doesn't need to gain control over the beast."

"And how is that going at the minute?" Tamlin retorted. "As I understand it, her magic doesn't work as she commands it since she became pregnant. Look at that shack that she blew up with her magic! I'm trying to help find a way for her to stay protected."

"She doesn't need to be protected!" Azriel snapped. "There are already orders in place for either Cassian or myself to be with her at all times."

"And what if the worst happens and something happens to either of you and she's alone and unprotected?"

"By the Cauldron, will you two bloody stop!" I demanded. I was fed up of swinging my head from one to the other during their argument. They both looked at me. "Let me make some things clear. One, Tamlin, my safety is down to Rhys, Cassian and Azriel. Two, Azriel, Tamlin is just trying to be helpful. Three, if I want to learn to control this beast, it's MY decision whether to do so or not." I was panting from the strength of my rant at them. I could see that they were both about to say something, so I held up my hand. "Don't!" I snapped. I'd shut my eyes on an effort to control my breathing.

They both ignored me. "You need to calm down," Tamlin told me.

"He's right," Azriel agreed.

Just then, the door opened, and I heard the others return. Rhys was by my side in a second, growling at the others, "what happened?"

I still hadn't opened my eyes as I was trying to get a grip on myself, but I felt Rhys' hand on my bump, gently rubbing delicate circles in an attempt to calm the squirming baby within. I could hear Tamlin and Azriel tell him what they had been discussing and felt him tense up. I knew that he hated his inner beast – he still hadn't confided in me what form it took, but I had my suspicions – and I felt his anger at Tamlin trying to persuade me to embrace mine. The thing was, Tamlin's argument kind of made sense; if I could learn to control it, it could be helpful. I put my hand over Rhys' and opened my eyes to see his violet ones looking straight back at me.

"Are you ok?" he tentatively asked, almost dreading that I'd answer in the negative. I nodded that I was and saw the visible relief on his face. He kissed my temple, then turned to Tamlin and Azriel. "Where do you two get off arguing with a pregnant – "

"Rhys," I interrupted as Azriel grasped my hand that was next to him, "they were both looking out for me. Tamlin thought it would be a good idea to get control of my shifting, seeing as my magic is so messed up, but Az disagreed. I got wound up telling them to stop."

Tamlin stood up. "I need to go. Feyre I'm sorry. If you do have any questions about shifting, you know where I am," he told me as he left the room quickly.

As soon as the door closed behind Tamlin, Azriel turned to me. "Feyre – "

"Az, it's ok, honestly," I said, interrupting him this time. I squeezed his hand to hopefully convey the sentiment. He gave me a small smile in return.

"Right then," Mor said from behind us, "are we packing up to go home? I fancy a trip to Rita's tonight.

There was a general murmur of agreement to both of her sentiments, and we all got up, getting ourselves ready to go back to Velaris.

It didn't take too long to get ready. Once everything was packed Rhys, Mor and Azriel winnowed all the trunks back to the townhouse then returned for the rest of us. Cassian and Azriel each had hold of Lucien under his arms to support him, ready for Azriel to winnow the three of them back. Mor was going to take Elain and Nesta and Rhys would take me.

The others had taken their leave of Tamlin and winnowed back home, leaving Rhys and myself to finish saying goodbye. I'd already spoken to Rhys about an idea I'd had and gotten his approval; now it was time to make the offer.

We were stood in the hallway. Tamlin stood looking awkward, and somewhat forlorn. I realised that with us all leaving, he was back to being by himself, which made me want him to accept my offer. Rhys had his arm protectively around my waist and barely let me go as I leaned forward to give Tamlin a hug goodbye.

"Thank you for letting us visit," I told him sincerely.

"I'm just sorry for what happened at Fire Night. Your sister and Lucien should never have gotten hurt."

"They're mending, and aside from hiding the left side of her face, Elain actually seems to have come out of her shell a little more since before we came here." He looked like he didn't believe my words. "Listen, Tamlin. I was talking to Rhys, and we would like to invite you to visit us at the Court of Dreams, and when you come to Velaris, you can show me how to control this shifting better."

The invitation elicited a smile, a genuine smile that I hadn't seen on him since before Under the Mountain. "I'd like to visit, thank you."

Then Tamlin did something else that surprised me, he apologised to Rhys! "I never did truly apologise to you for what happened with you mother, sister and then your father. I can't change what happened, but we can make sure it doesn't happen again." Then he held his hand out for Rhys to shake.

Rhys was stood stock still. I could feel the torment within him. He didn't want to forgive the faerie that was the reason for the death of most of his family, but he had been trying to get all the Courts to act together and be more open, and this was a big hurdle for our two Courts to overcome. Slowly, he extended his hand and shook hands with Tamlin – although I could see him squeezing it very hard.

"I suppose….," he took a deep breath and started again, "I suppose we should try and put the past behind us." Whilst he hadn't officially accepted the apology, it was the closest that Tamlin was ever going to get, and he knew it. "We should get going," Rhys said to me. I nodded.

"Take care, and look after yourself Feyre. You're always welcome to come back here, and that offer is for all of you, especially Elain. I feel I owe her more now."

"I know Elain would love to come back," I told him earnestly. "Maybe she'll come with Lucien next time," I mused, more to myself. "Take care of yourself Tamlin."

He gave me another smile and held his hand up in farewell. I smiled back as Rhys grabbed my hand, kissed the back of it, and then winnowed us back home.

THE END.

A/N: And that's it, the end. Thanks for reading and I really hope you enjoyed reading Visiting Spring! Don't worry, this isn't the end of the story, the Inner Circle will all be back in my next story – Autumn's Fall!