A Court of Light and Darkness

Twenty-Seven: Freesia

Sweat dripped down her forehead as she laid in bed, her eyes on the back of her eyelids. She had been woken by a nightmare. One of many.

It had woken Celeste up too. But instead of it haunting her like it did Freesia, she had merely rolled onto her back and went back to sleep.

Freesia barley slept now. Always thinking. Always planning. Always wondering.

She was worried about Azriel. The last she saw of him, Celeste had ripped his heart out. Freesia hated her for it. She would kill her for it.

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The next morning, Ezra and Cal met Celeste back in her apartment. They had all split up last night to be more careful about getting caught.

"That little Illyrian down at the camp sent word this morning." Ezra stood by the mantle again, a black t-shirt tucked into black jeans replacing his suit from yesterday. "She has the brute and that Fae witch chained up in a cellar."

No... Nesta? Cassian?

Celeste chuckles, her laugh sounding awful coming from Freesia's mouth. "Then we'll pay them a visit today. See what we can do with them." She purrs as Freesia cringes in her mind.

"I will kill you! I will make you wish you were dead! I don't care if I go down with you! You will not survive me!" Freesia screams into her mind, making Celeste brace her hand to her head to calm the dizziness it caused her.

Celeste recovered quickly, straightening again as she smirks at the males looking at her. But behind that smirk and amusement filled stare, Freesia could feel Celestes fear. She was scared.

Because she knew Freesia was powerful. And now she knew she was willing to die to take her down.

"Okay, let's try out Freesia dear's abilities to winnow." Celeste purrs as she takes Cal and Ezra's hand.

Cal smirks down at Celeste, his blue eyes shining with his white shirt and blue jeans.

Celeste closes her eyes, concentrating on winnowing, something Freesia hadn't even done yet.

When she opened her eyes again, the three of them were standing outside of the elderly tent Freesia had been in with Nesta and Meg.

Nerves knotted into her stomach as they made their way into the tent, not looking at anyone as they went straight for the cellar doors at the back.

"Fucking idiot. I can smell the blood from here." Celeste muttered, bawling her fists as Cal opened the cellar door and went in first.

Freesia already knew who she would see as they descended down the stairs, but she still hoped and prayed that she was wrong.

But it did no good. Because as Celeste reached the bottom step, the large cemented room coming into view, Freesia's eyes locked onto Nesta and Cassian.

Nesta was tied to a chair, barbed wire digging into her wrists, ankles, and stomach. And Cassian- Cassian was strapped to a metal table, unconscious.

His restraints seemed to be extra thick, making it impossible to break them. Freesia felt like throwing up and screaming at the same time.

"Very good, Meg." Ezra cooed. Freesia's stomach dropped to her feet as Meg stepped into the light, her eyes locked on Celeste.

"So, it's not Freesia anymore?" Meg sauntered up to Celeste, scanning her face in concentration.

Celeste snapped her teeth at Meg, making her jump back and scowl at her. Celeste smirked at Meg, mischief glittering in her eyes.

Freesia pictured wrapping her fingers around Megs throat, making her feel the pain and betrayal she was feeling.

"Yep, definitely not Freesia." Meg whispered to herself, walking back over to where Nesta was still struggling in her chair.

Her mouth was gagged with a piece of cloth as tears of anger ran down her face. Her eyes were filled with rage, promising death to every person she glared at.

Cassian stirred on the table, coming out of his sleep and realizing what had happened. He started to yank on his restraints, grunting as they didn't break.

"There's no need for that, big guy." Celeste chuckles to herself , sauntering up to Cassian so he could fully see her.

The surprise and hurt in his face was evident as he took in Freesia's body and face. Freesia screamed over and over that it wasn't her. Telling Cassian not to believe her. Hoping to break through for just a moment.

Quit your crying, little one. I'm going to tell him it's not you. It won't matter if he knows it not. Celeste says to Freesia.

But that was worse then Cassian thinking it was actually her. Because if it didn't matter if he knew or not, then that meant they didn't plan on letting him leave.

"Freesia?" Cassian's voice cracked as he looked into her eyes. His body had gone limp as he stared up at Celeste, thinking he had been betrayed to the fullest.

"Not exactly." Celeste ran her fingers down Cassian's faced, making him flinch to the side. He caught a glimpse of Nesta as he did, making eye contact with her as anger overcame his body. He starts to thrash in his restraints again, twisting his wrists and making them raw and pink.

"Calm down, big guy, so I can tell you who I am." Celeste coos, "I'm a very impatient person."

Cassian's eyes snap back to Celeste's, hatred burning into hers, straight to Freesia. Freesia crippled at the sight, at how Cassian now looked at her.

"I am Celeste. And the two males behind me are Ezra and Cal." Celeste jesters towards the males lingering around the wall by the stairs. "It doesn't matter what we are, but just know that Freesia is gone. Her body is mine now." Freesia's blood boiled as she watched Cassian flinch and look away, staring at the ceiling with his face twisted in pain and anger.

I am going to kill you. Freesia whispered with chilling calm.

"Anyways. Now that introductions are done, Meg, I could use your assistance." Celeste waved her hand, gesturing for Meg to step up beside her.

"We are gonna have some fun." Meg rubbed her hands together, pulling over a tray of instruments with sharp edges. "Let's play a game, Cassian. You answer Celestes questions, and you don't lose a finger." Meg said, acting like she was talking about the weather, and not torture.

Cassian shudders but shows no emotion in his face as he turns to Nesta, locking his eyes with hers.

"Let's begin."

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Hey guys! Sorry for the cliff hanger😬 Things are getting so intense! Will Freesia survive this? Will Cassian and Nesta escape? Where the hell are Azriel, Feyre, Rhys, Mor, and Amren?

I guess you'll have to wait and see😏

Thanks for reading, loves💕

-Faith xx