Tamlin's Daughter

Chapter 12

The morning of the meeting dawned, and I woke up in the arms of my mate.

"Morning beautiful," she muttered, still half asleep.

"Morning," I laughed, kissing the top of her head.

"Why do you sound so perky?" Mor asked, rolling over.

"It's the meeting today and I'm nervous," I admitted.

Mor opened her eyes properly and turned to me.

"You have nothing to worry about, I'll be by your side the whole time and if you need to step out you can," she told me, holding my hand tightly.

"Thank you," I breathed, kissing her.

"We need to get ready," she mumbled into my lips.

I sighed as I pulled back, getting out of bed, and going over to my dress.

My hair had been washed the night before ready for Mor to style this morning. She didn't do much, just swept the pieces of hair that fell past my ears behind my head and pinned it in place.

I slipped into the dress that fit like a glove and then sat while Mor did my make up.

She didn't put much on me, just some eyeliner and lipstick to match my dress. She then did her own hair and makeup in the same style as me.

"Ready to go?" She asked, taking my hands.

I nodded and she led me down the stairs.

"Now that, is couple goals," I heard Cassian mutter to Azriel.

"You both look stunning," Feyre said, smiling at us both.

"So do you Feyre," I replied.

"We found a logistical problem this morning," Rhys admitted.

"What?" Me and Mor asked in unison.

"You can't winnow into the House; you need to be flown up." Feyre said.

"I can take them up," I said straight away.

"What?" Everyone said together.

"I can shift into larger creatures than a bird," I told them, crossing my arms.

"Are you sure?" Rhys asked.

"I have a feeling that the High Lords will not be appreciative of Cass and Az flying them up, especially as they can only carry one person each, I can take more than one in a form like a dragon," I explained.

"Ok, if you take Mor up first then wait at the bottom, Feyre will be there with you and will fly back up with you when the last people arrive," Rhys said, looking to Feyre for agreement.

"Cool, let's go," I said, grinning.

Once I was outside, in a space large enough, I allowed my body to contort, growing scales, wings and a tail.

I lay on my stomach and looked at my mate who grinned at me and gently pet my snout.

Mor carefully climbed onto my back and with one mighty flap of my wings I was airborne.

The flight to the house was relatively smooth and I hovered by the balcony for Mor to get off.

She pet my side once before I flew to the base of the mountain and lay down, Feyre appeared a second later.

Over the course of the hour, I flew the other four High Lords and their entourages up to the House of Wind where Rhys greeted them.

Helion was last and looked delighted when Feyre told him I was his ride up.