A COURT OF PAIN AND SORROW (ACOTAR FANFIC)

The winter court

Verna thought the dress looked hideous. And yet May seemed so happy to see Verna in it, Verna allowed herself to wear it. The sleeves where long and hung off her arm. She half wondered how female members of the Winter Court did anything.

"You looked beautiful." May said clapping. She seemed so proud of herself that she got Verna into this dress. "Like a true heiress."

"I feel like a circus." Verna replied. "I cannot lift my hands higher then my hips. And my hips themselves feel like they cannot breathe under all these petticoats."

"Hush now." May said smiling. "Beaty it all that matters."

"I want to slab you." Verna said.

"Oh darling." May laughed. "You may try but I'm sure your father would not be to happy about it."

"I want to die." Verna said as she walked away. Trying not to trip up on her dress. "Let's just get this shit over with."

***

Nyx Artemis, heir to the Night Court tired his very best not to laugh at Verna. He really did. But when she appeared in the winter wonderland of the Winter Court, hair as high as the sky and then sleeves. . . Nyx himself saw some of the members of the Winter Court wear them. But that was when he was a child. And the dress Verna was wearing at to at least be over seven hundred years old.

"Don't laugh." She hissed as she walked by.

"I'm trying not to." Replied Lilith. "But sweet Verna, what happened? It looks like your clothes attacked you."

"My father got me a new maid. And she's a cunt." Replied Verna looking at the heiress of the Night court. "Where is Erica?"

Each one of them had been dropped off in the middle of the woods. Apparently, Erica owned a small home here and wanted to host her luncheon there. However, none of them knew that they had to find the house. All ready Nyx's hands were starting to hurt due to the cold.

"I'm not sure." Nyx said looking at Verna's neck. He wondered what it would taste like.

Her dress was on the edge of scandalous. With the low cut front showing each and very breath she did with the rise of her breasts. But everything else made up for it, the dress picked out in each angle but the sleeves. . . The sleeves themselves made up for the lack of fabric at the top.

"We don't know where Eric—" Nyx said.

"I'm here."  Replied the female in question. "Sorry. Sorry, I was trying to cook and not set it all on fire. Nice dress Verna."

"See, Erica likes it." Verna sighed.

"I never said I liked it. It looks like something my grandmother was buried in."

"What grandmother would that be?" Verna asked. "They say Valentine was very pretty with her dresses."

"Valentine was my grandfathers second wife." Erica answered. "She was not my grandmother. And she was a witch, she. . .was wicked."

"I'm sure her dead heart would break at that." Verna hissed.

***

"Can you not start a fight for three seconds?"  Nyx asked Verna.

Both Erica and Lilith had walked in front of the both of them. Erica was talking about the history of this part of her court and how this space was where some of the battles in the first war was held. And each tree here was planted to show someone who died on either side. Nyx was only half listening to the heiress. Verna herself seemed bored, she almost jumped when Nyx called her.

"Uh?" Verna asked.

"You." Nyx hissed. "You always want to start a fight with someone, why?"

"It's fun." Verna said laughing.

She then lifted up the bottom of her skirt. Nyx tried his hardest not to look at the paleness of her legs or the bruises that laid there. Bruises. Verna had bruises on her. Nyx looked at them and looked and looked.

"Verna. . ." He whispered trying to take her hand. She moved away from him. "Verna."

"What?" She said stopping in the middle of the clearing. "What the hell do you want? I'm trying to enjoy my lunch and all I hear is you!" She yelled.

"Verna." Nyx said again. "What happened? Y-your legs. . ."

"I feel." Verna whispered. "And it's none of your business." She hissed.

"Verna."

"STOP SAYING MY FUCKING NAME!!" Verna yelled.

"They are gone." Nyx whispered. "It's only me and you."

"What?" Verna whispered.

She then looked around, Erica and Lilith where no where to be seen. It was only her and Nyx and the endless snow forest.

"Oh really!" Verna yelled hitting her hands on her legs. "This is your fault! If you had not called me i would still be with your sister and Erica."

"How is it my fault?"

"I just told you. Unless you cannot get that though your thick skull." Verna moaned.

***

The sun was going down and Nyx knew what short of monsters come out and played in the dark. He kept thinking about them bruises on Verna. The way she had acted after she knew he has seen them. He put the thought deep, deep down. Out of mind and out of sight.

"We need to find somewhere to sleep." Nyx said. "When me and Lilith flew here I saw an Inn two miles that way."

They had not moved since they had realized that Lilith and Erica where not with them. Verna's idea. Don't move, that's the worst thing we can do. They can follow our scent back here. Verna was now sat on a tree, her eyes trying to find Lilith and Erica or perhaps Erica's house. Her eyes where sharper than most fae, her grandmother Yasmine had been a forest Nymph passing her magical eyesight to Tamlin who then passed it down to Verna. So far she had seen and heard nothing from the two other Heiresses.

"I cannot see anything." She said for the hundredth time. "And we stay here."

"No." Nyx answered. "It's getting dark, I'm cold we need food and fire. I don't know about you but I have not eaten in eight hours! The worst thing we can do right now is go without what our body needs to live."

"Don't tell me no." Verna said looking down at him.

He tried his hardest not to look up. He knew what he would see. Her bare legs that went up to the spot between them.

"I'm freezing my tits off." Verna yelled. "I'm hungry as well. I do not need to be told what to do by some. . .some half breed!"

"Half breed!?" Nyx yelled. "You little bitch!"

"You want to go!?"

"Bring it!"

Verna yelled at Nyx before she jumped down at him. She had taken a snowball and hit him right in the head with it. Nyx growled before pushing Verna onto the floor. The two heirs laughed, Nyx blushed as he looked down at Verna which made her laugh more.

"Fine," she said after her laughing fit. "We shall find somewhere. But I'm not sharing a room with your ass."