A COURT OF PAIN AND SORROW (ACOTAR FANFIC)

The Moon

No matter how hard Verna Tansmia tired, she could not get the kiss that she and Nyx shared out of her head. For some reason her mind kept playing it over and over again inside her head. That and the smirk Nyx gave her when Lilith called him away. Stupid amazing Lilith. Verna had no idea what would of happened if Lilith did not call him over, she would probably have ended up doing something very, very stupid. Something stupid and something to be ashamed off. She kept thinking about that kiss all week, every single day, for hours at a end. Trying to tell herself that it meant nothing, nothing at all. Verna had been kissed before, of course, so it was not like Nyx had been her first kiss. . .if he had been she would of been even more embarrassed. And for fuck shake she blushed! How stupid could she have been?

"Your from the Spring Court, not the autumn." A female said next to her. "Try as you might, you cannot make that fire grow any bigger."

Verna turned her head to look towards Echo. She had been summoned by Tamlin, to make sure Verna did not try and kill May. Or to make sure she was not to lonely with Circe now being gone for a week.

"I know. I'm not stupid." Verna answered. Short and simple, and if she was being honest a bit rude.

"Then why do you keep looking into it?" Echo said looking up from her book. She turned her head to the side and smiled softly, Verna smiled back. "Your looking into as if you could control its movements."

"Where is Father?" Verna asked instead of answering Echo's own question. "He left without saying anything."

"I cannot lie to you. Even though Tam might have my head for it. Your father is talking with the other High Lords." Echo answered.

Verna eyes rose at that. Did Nyx say something? She hopped he had not. Mothers tits she would be in so much trouble if he did speak.

"W-why?" Verna asked, hopping that Echo did not here her voice go.

"I was not told." Echo said. "Though it's been a age since I last saw you."

"You saw me at breakfast." Verna laughed. "That had not been an age Echo."

"Why it has!" Echo laughed. "Your birthday is next week, you must tell me what you want so that I may tell your father."

"To get out of this house." Verna hissed. "To get out and to never look back."

"We all wish that." Echo said. "Even me and your father. This house has to many memories for both of us."

"I do not understand why father will not move me and him into our main home in the capital. That palace had more gold and jewelry in it." Verna sighed. "Jewelry we can spend on getting staff we need for this place."

"This house has memories for both me and your father."

"You just said that Echo."

"Some memories are bad. Like how your father heard his brothers and parents getting murdered in these halls, how the staff for years claimed to see Yasmine Tansmia walk the halls looking for something or someone." Echo went on. "However, some are good. Some are lovely. Some of his and my best memories have happened here."

"Mm." Verna said bored all ready. She turned her green eyes to the fire once more. Just then it rose.

"If you don't listen to me I will let that fire spread all over you at let it burn you." Echo warned.

Verna turned and looked up at her. Green eyes into black. She then laughed and Echo smirked, soon she laughed as well. The sound echoing around the room.

"I have missed you." Echo whispered. "You and I used to be such good friends. And now. . .now I only see you at breakfast or dinner. And even then, you never talk to me."

"Your slept with my father." Verna said looking at Echo. "Friends do not do that."

"I am now to become your step-mother." Echo sighed. "If you like it or not. Me and Tamlin are to be wed."

"You have been made to be wed for the last two years." Verna sighed. "Yet, I do not see any dresses being ordered or cakes being made."

"Weddings happing at a different speed to everyone." Echo sighed. "If I had it my way, I would not be getting married."

"So you do not wish to marry my father?"

"I did not say that," Echo sighed. "I just do not like the idea of having to say that you will obey someone until the day you die. I'm a siren, most of us do not marry. We sleep with men and birth their children, once our daughter our born we eat the men. Simple and clean. And yet . . . And yet it seems so hard to understand."

"I have lived my whole life—well most of it in the Spring Court. And I can tell you we are the only court other then the Autumn Court that make our females say that they will obey their husbands, and even then, more and more are not saying it." Verna sighed. "Men. You hate to love them."

"Indeed." Echo laughed. "Verna. . ."

"Yea?" Verna asked looking at the once maid.

"How to like May?"

"I hate her." Verna answered. "I hate her. She tries to make me until what she believes a daughter should be. I hate it."

"Don't listing to her." Echo said smiling. "And don't worry, she will not be around for long."

"How do you know?" Verna asked.

"Sirens can see the future. How else do you think we know when a ship tips over and kills everyone on it?" Echo laughed. "I saw her death. And many more."

"Who will die Echo? And how? The plague?"

If the plague was on its way, Verna needed to tell her father. Not only that but they needed to close the borders and make sure no one entered their home.

"Not the plague. Just death." Echo answered and Verna half sighed. "And to answer your first question, everyone you once loved and cared for. And if they do not die, they would wish they had."