Chapter 16

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The next day I woke in a tent on my own. I shifted into a smaller version of what I was yesterday, a baby dragon I guess, before I flew out of my tent and to Feyre's.

"Ava!" Rhys exclaimed, literally jumping when he saw me.

I gave him a toothy grin as Feyre burst out laughing.

"You can't just appear as a dragon!" He lightly scolded.

I stuck my tongue out at him before going to give Feyre a hug.

"Why are you a dragon again?" Feyre asked.

'Couldn't find any clothes and figured if I was in this body I wouldn't be killed,' I said into my mind, knowing she heard by her face.

"Well, we have a meeting with the High Lords soon, you are more than welcome to join us," Rhys cut in.

I walked next to Feyre as we made our way to the large tent in the middle of the camp.

We walked in and saw the other High Lords already round the large table in the middle.

"She isn't a High Lord," Beron snapped.

"No, she just saved your ass and won us the whole war," Tamlin growled.

I could feel the surprise in the room at his words. I walked over to him and pushed my head into his hand in thanks.

He began gently stroking my scales as the meeting got underway.

"The Night Court is too powerful," Beron snapped, looking at me.

I glared at him as I wondered how I could retort. Feyre threw some leathers at me, and I winked at her as darkness descended. When it cleared, I was back to myself.

"The Night Court is no more powerful than before," I countered.

"You can wield and read the book and control the Cauldron, not to mention the shifting," he retaliated.

"If every court agrees I can split the book into parts again, then give each piece to a separate court," I said, crossing my arms.

"You can really do that?" Helion asked, eyes wide.

"Like you said, I speak the books language, and it has taken a liking to me, I could theoretically, we would just need to decide the two courts that would hold it," I said.

Of course, each court wanted it for their own reasons.

"Enough!" I yelled and the room fell quiet.

"Better, now I think one half should go to Dawn and the other half should go to Spring," I declared, seeing the shocked faces around me I elaborated.

"Logically it should go to one Solar and one Seasonal Court, Night is out because of me and Helion would likely try to decipher the book so it can't go to him, leaving Thesan, he is also the most neutral, making Dawn the perfect Solar Court, as for the Seasonal Courts, Summer has already held the book, another Court should be given the chance, Beron just wants it for the power it holds and even I am not stupid enough to think he wouldn't try and use it, that leaves Spring and Winter, not only does the book hate the cold for whatever reason but Tamlin needs a purpose, you all have one but he does not, not anymore," I told them all calmly.

Rhys, Helion, Thesan, Tamlin and Tarquin all agreed so even though Beron and Kallias weren't happy they were overruled.

Feyre went and got the book giving it to me.

"Nous nous rencontrons à nouveau enfant," it said. We meet again child.

"Je ne peux pas croire que je dis ça mais en fait j'ai manqué de te parler." I replied. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I actually missed talking to you.

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