A COURT OF PAIN AND SORROW (ACOTAR FANFIC)

The Oracle

Verna tapped on the door. She did it just once before the door opened, there in the door frame was Julian. He smiled as he looked down at the heiress, a wicked smile. A smile that might of made some else run in fear. But not to Verna. She smiled and waved him an hello, before Lucian came to the door as well. Topless perhaps in the process of getting undressed as his trousers where undone.

"Daughter of Spring." He said, looking at Verna. "Verna, it's been so long."

"Half a month is not long." Verna found herself laughing.

"To them it is." A female said from on top of the bed. Circe. She was spreed out on the bed like she owned it, her blue skirt around her waist. Showing off her long legs.

"Did I ruin something?" Verna said. She found herself blushing.

Though she was not sure why. She had walked in on Circe having sex before and walked in on Lucian naked. She knew very well what the male and female form looked like. But instead of telling her off, Circe let out an laugh.

"Perhaps." She said laughing. "Perhaps you did. You will never know. Though, I do wonder why you have an softer bed then me, Lucian. I want it."

"Well, it's mine." Lucian said. "Plus Iv been here longer then you have."

"I don't care." Circe said looking at him. "Your lucky Freya has not found this yet, you will never get her off it."

"I will have to duel the dragon then for my own bed." Lucian laughed.

Circe looked Lucian right in the eye. Her dark soulless eyes wide, "are you sure that's wise?"

"Probably not." Lucian said. When Verna raised an eyebrow he explained. "In the war two hundred years ago, I witness the dragon tear apart a male three times her hight. No magic, not misting, just pure sword. She then turned those evil eyes of me. I will never forget what she said."

"What did she say?"

"'Keep looking at me like that, and you will find yourself with a new mother.'" The dragon said walking part. A open book in hand. "When I come to think of it, I should have made it clear that I had no intention of climbing into Berons bed. Your mother on the other hand. . .well I would like to see what makes the Lady of the Autumn Court blush."

"Your gross." Circe said.

"I'm just saying what everyone is thinking!" The dragon yelled before she closed her bedroom door. A door that faced Lucians bedroom door. A movement it opened again. "What if I fuck Helion? I would be fucking your dad."

"What does that even mean!?" Lucian yelled.

The dragon smirked, "I'm just saying a paternity test won't hurt."

Circe laughed as the dragon closed the door once more. Circe moved, showing more of her legs and she closed the door with her hip and returned back to the bed. A blush went to Lucian's cheeks and he looked down. Verna nearly laughed at that. She always thought it funny that Lucian liked Circe, or the fact he did nothing about it. Perhaps after his mate left him, he did not want to love again, Incase it hurt her or him. Mate. Right, yes that's why she had come here.

"You will care about this," Verna said sitting down beside Circe. The High Priestess looked at her before putting her head on Verna's lap. "Though you must keep it a secret."

"Why?" Circe asked.

"Oh, Verna darling you know I'm terrible with them." Julian said sitting on the sofa that faced the bed.

The sofa was not like that earlier. It was facing the fire place and now looking closer Verna could see that Julian's top was a mess and Lucian had a slight flush to his dark skin. Both of them had trousers undone. Oh, Verna knew that she walked in at the wrong moment. And she knew what they had been doing. Why Circes open legs were facing the sofa, why it seemed that she had nothing under that skirt. And why, just why the slight scent of. . . of sex was in the air.