A COURT OF PAIN AND SORROW (ACOTAR FANFIC)

A fathers anger

A month and a half had passed since Nyx said his vows to Verna. When he swore to be hers and only hers. And she swore to be his and only his. Each night he winnow to the Spring Court and made love to Verna. He made her scream out for the stars just like she made him. He loved every second of it, the feeling of his cock deep inside her. He loved the nights, yet hated the mornings. He knew that with it, he would have to leave her. And that was the hardest thing he had to do. But he always left after he put a kiss onto her face. Sometimes, she smiled at the movement. Other times, she was so lost in sleep that he only smiled as he looked down at her. The Mating Bond between the two was now in full force, and Nyx knew it was a trouble for her as well as him to hide the scent off it. Nyx had spent a total of three hours in the bath trying to wash off Verna's scent. He knew that she had done the same daily. It was not that they were trying to hide anything, but rather they wanted their parents to know at the right time. A week had also passed since Lilith had locked herself inside her bedroom. Nyx only knew a little from his mother. She went to the Winter Court and come back heartbroken. Nyx could fill in the rest and his heart broke for his little sister. She did not deserve this. No one did. He knew that she loved Erica the same way Nyx loved Verna. He once tried to knock on her door but she never answered it, at different points in the day he knocked and left food out on the door. Once he had left, was when she opened the door and thanked him. One time he tired opening the door, but she had sat the other side of it. Making it so it was impossible. And now, walking to his fathers and mothers office, he saw her running out. Tears in her lovely blue eyes. He ran and opened the door, ready to raise hell at the male that made his dear, heartbroken sister cry even more. However, he only saw his mother with her head down. Such sadness on her beautiful face. One would think the plague had befallen the household.

"Is something wrong?" Nyx asked walking to his mother. "What happened? Is everyone okay?"

His father looked down at the note that was softly written in his hand.

"Vivienne lost the babe," he whispered. "Late last night. A nightmare. . .she had a nightmare and she lost the child. We are sending an. . .an gift."

"A gift will not bring back her child." Nesta said. Nyx did not even see her in the room. She was hidden in the shadow of her younger sister. "I know you mean well, Rhys, I do." She said. "But a gift. . .? Even you know better that that."

"It's something to say we are sorry for her lose." Rhy said. "Is custom to do it when a High Lord loses a child."

"What about Vivienne?" Nyx asked.

"What about her?" Feyre said.

"Is she well?" Nyx asked. "I know in cases of miscarriage. . .the mother can bleed. . .it can be deadly."

"Ah." The High Lord said with a sad smile. "By all accounts Vivienne is fine. Mor is with her now. Helping her. Though it's true what they say, High lords normally have children around the same time. You, Lilith, Erica and even Verna were all born within the same ten years of each other. And now Tamlin has another child on the way and Kallista. . .there are even rumors Tarquin has fallen in love and gotten a female with child. Rumors that we need to verify of course."

"Will Vivienne be able to carry another child?" Nesta asked. "When Sera. . ." It had been such a long time since Nyx heard that same. The name she had given to her stillborn daughter. Her only daughter. "Of course next came Solis, but it was years. . .sixty years of trying. . ."

"She can't have another child." Rhysand said crossing his legs. Even he gave a sad look as the name. "Any ideas Kallista had in giving his throne to a son. . .are now impossible. Rare before but now impossible."