A Court of Mist and Fury, Rhysand POV

by ulla65515

Loved ACOMAF and had so many thoughts about how Rhys would have felt about this, thought i'd try writing out the book from his point of view! I've submitted this before but let it fall off years ago, resubmitting with some edits now to hopefully motivate me to keep writing!

1. Chapter 1

My Mate

I slammed into the railing of my private residence atop the Mountain. It had been 50 years since I had laid eyes on my Court, but I didn't pause to take it in.

Mate

The word rang in my ears— flooded through my blood. I stumbled through the opening of the estate trying to catch my breath only to be smothered by a warm, female body.

"Rhys—oh Rhys" Mor mumbled against my shoulder. After a moment, she leaned back and, with tears glistening on her cheeks, punched me squarely in the jaw. "What do you have to say for yourself you selfish bastard" she demanded, hurt and anger replacing the tears in her eyes.

"She...she's my mate…" I trembled, the words unhinging me completely.

"...Rhys?"

Mor's face morphed from rage into concern when she took in the devastation on my face..

"She….she was a human...she lived beyond the wall—practically a child"

"Your mate?" Mor asked, bewildered.

I nodded, my head spinning wildly.

"What do you mean she was human? She asked softly, assuming the worst.

I slid into an armchair—my legs shaking too much to stand for much longer—and told Mor High Lord of Spring crossed the wall and brought her back, how he wooed her and made her love him to break the curse.

I told her, voice quivering, how I went to the SpringCourt on Calanmai. How I met the most intriguing creature i'd ever seen—so fragile and human but with no fear in her eyes as she beheld me.

I explained how Feyre came running Under the Mountain to save her beloved High Lord.

When Mor blanched at what she assumed was a suicide mission, I told her of Feyre's courage and strength and her eventual victory.

"It wasn't until after she was resurrected as High Fae that I realized what she was to me" I croaked, unable to stop the tears streaming down my face.

Mor stood paralyzed, listening in horror.

"Your Mate", she whispered.

I nodded solemnly. " Making her fae must have solidified the bond because it hit me so strongly when I looked at her. And then I knew I couldn't take her from Tamlin… and I knew I couldn't tell her and confuse her more after everything she had just been through… so I winnowed back here as fast as I could and…"

The words left me and I closed my eyes.

After a long, tense silence, I felt Mor's hand on my shoulder, for once left without words.