A Court of Shorts and Storys

The End, and A New Begining

As I have been teasing for a while, I will soon be done with my next big project. And now I have to put all my focus on it, before it's time to post it. 

Therefore, I will now end Shorts and Stories by posting the prologue for my next great work: A Court of Love and Family! 

You who have read all my parts here, will recognize names and certain character traits from different headcanons. Thank you for reading, voting and commenting on this! 

Now, the prologue to Love and Family ... Enjoy

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"How long will you be gone?" Feyre asked, still in her mates arms. The morning sun illuminating his body

"Far to long..." Rhys said back in her hair. "Three months..."

"That is far to long..." Feyre whispered against his chest. "Cass and Az are following?"

"Yes... I trust you and Mor to keep Velaris standing. And I need them both on this..."

"And you will be out of reach..."

"Yes..." His arms moved her closer, tightening the grip on her. "I hate this too... But we need to do this..."

"I can follow..."

"No." His tone was short. "I believe in your abilities and I know you can protect yourself. But... I am taking Cass and Azriel with me because the information is telling us that the situation is more or less a war zone, and I don't want to take you to a place where we don't know what is waiting."

"I know..." Feyre let out a sigh. "And Someone needs to look after Nyx..."

"Speaking of... Where is the little one?" He moved and Feyre followed.

"Sleeping..." She hoped, but Nyx appeared in their room, like they had summund him by saying his name.

"Mom... Dad..." He said and climbed up in their bed. Rhys moved quickly and soon some simple night clothes appeared on the two mates.

"Yes, little one?" Feyre asked and moved to sit up, Nyx in her knee. The four year old twisted in her arms.

"Do you need to go dad? I want to be in the snowball fight..." He mumbled, Feyre held back a laugh.

"Dad will be home before that." You better be.

"I will be home before that, and you and I... We will win." He took Nyx from her arms. "Be nice to your mom when I am gone okey?"

"I will..." Nyx put his face against Rhys neck. "Can I have pancakes?"

"Yes... Yes you can." Rhys said back, giving Feyre a smile. I can delay my departure an hour or two.

I hope so, I also want pancakes.

The three of them spend the midday in the kitchen, but in the early afternoon Rhys needed to leave. Holding Feyre one last time.

"I will be home before you know it..."

"I hope, Nesta will be moving down here, Gwyn and Emerie too. But I will miss you..."

"Love you Feyre darling. I always will and always have." Rhys left. And Feyre spent the day reading books with Nyx. Hearing Nesta and the others train on the roof. Nyx just went on with his day, talking about all and nothing just like any other four year old would. When it was time to put him to bed he hugged her closely, as she tugged him in the bed.

"You smell funny mom." He said and giggled.

"I do?" Feyre said back, not really noticing anything herself. "Guess I need a bath then. See you tomorrow, night night."