Nyx part two

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"Tell me mother," Nyx said. "What do you know?"

The High Lady of the Night Court looked up at her son and heir. Feyre sighed before she opened her mouth before closing it again. She then opened it once more.

"I know." Was all she said.

"And tell me mother, what do you know?" Nyx laughed. "That me and Sails flew around the city until dawn."

"No." Feyre laughed. "Though, I did not know that. Nor I guess did Nesta. Though I do know something else."

"What?" Nyx asked.

"That you kissed Verna." Feyre yelled standing up. "Twice! You kissed her twice."

"And?" Nyx asked.

"'And'? Did you really just say that son?" Feyre said as she sat back down, her head in her hands. "And...you kissed her. Your lucky I do not tell your father of this, only the Mother knows how he would react. Nyx, your promised to Savanna and on top of that she's an Tansmia!"

"Mother, firstly I'm not promised to Savanna. I never have been either. We have not said vows or anything, not even promises." Nyx said. "And about her blood, your saying if Verna was not an Tansmia I could be with her? I could sire a hundred bastards from her and you would not care."

"Of course I would care Nyx!" Feyre sighed, "and I did not mean it like that, and you know it. But yea, if Verna was not a Tansmia you would be free too."

"Mother, do you understand how sick that is!?"

"Yes. I do." Feyre whispered. "I like Verna, I know what she may wish me dead, but I like her. The poor thing had never been loved, that much is clear. But. . .her father is Tamlin, and her grandfather ordered your own grandmothers death and your aunts. Don't you think family dinner would be a bit weird if you put your head between Verna's legs?"

"No one seemed to mind when I did to Savanna." Nyx spat.

"That's because it was Savanna and everyone saw it coming." Feyre half laughed. "Nyxie. . .tell me something."

"Don't call me that mother," Nyx sighed. "I'm not a child anymore."

"I know. And that's why I have to ask this?"

"Ask what?"

"Have you slept with her?" Feyre sighed. "Have you?"

"Who?"

"Verna." Feyre crossed her arms. "Have you fucked her? Has she given her maidenhead to you?"

"What the fuck mum!" Nyx yelled. "And no. Why would you even ask that!?"

"I hate Tamlin. I always will for what he has done to myself and my family, but. . .Verna is his daughter. He needs to know if she is. . .so she can be safe." Feyre whispered before standing up. "That will be all. Do try and get a few hours of sleep, Nyx, your father had a meeting later that he wants you to be at."

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