The Queen of Flame and Shadow

The Meeting P.2

Cassian 

The cries of disbelief and objection ran through the room. 

"We haven't fought a war in centuries!"

"There is no threat left!"

"We are at peace!" 

These were the most common things that Cassian could hear. Celaena just rolled her eyes and waited for everyone to calm down. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Tamlin leaving, probably going back to his room to plan Celaena's murder. As if he would have a chance of killing her. But the whole ear thing was just incredible. It was as if she knew how to read people to their very core and exploit their hidden being, hitting them were it would hurt the most. He had definitely never met someone so brilliant. Nor had he ever seen someone as pissed off as she was now. 

"Shut up! Damn, no wonder you guys suck at coming to an agreement with all of the talking and no listening. And if any of you think that there is only ever one threat, then you are not fit to be a leader. No matter what, there is no such thing as true peace; there is always danger afoot, ready to strike at any moment." One would think that she had fought many times over, yet she was so young. Yet again, there must be some reason she had so many scars. She was such a mystery, unable to be solved by anyone, maybe even herself. 

Tarquin was the first to speak. Brave. 

"So you claim that there is a war coming, but why are we to trust your word?" That was not the stupidest question to ask, even Cassian was curious as to what the answer was. 

"Smart of you not to trust me Handsome, for all you know I could be a homicidal maniac sent to destroy your lands," a look of mischief crossed her face, but was quickly replaced with a hardened gaze. "I fear that someone named Maeve is hiding on your continent, gathering an army of darkness and waiting for the right time to strike." 

Everyone turned to Rhys, mistrust flashing in everyone's eyes. Rhys was the only one that had the power of darkness, had citizens of the dark, and was known as an evil monster. It was only logical to think that he would be the one behind this attack.

"It has nothing to do with Rhys you dimwits. Why would I give away war plans with the court I'm allied with. Maeve is the Queen of Darkness, a killer of all that you love." Celaena took a little pause by closing her eyes. When she opened them, her eyes seemed to flash brighter. "She is a destroyer of worlds, and if she has her mind set on this one, I fear that we may be too late. I have heard only once of a world that was able to defeat her," she gave a small smile, "but the price was great. It was only with sacrifices and plans set in motion a long time before that they were able to win the war."

Everyone seemed to be digesting her words. If her words were to be taken seriously, then they needed to get their shit together and start planning now. Wait, did she say worlds? Helion seemed to be thinking the same thing.

"What do you mean worlds?" 

"What? You thought you were the only ones out there? Superiority complex much? Look at Amren for instance," everyone turned to her, and to say that she was unhappy about the attention was an understatement. "She is a primary example that there are other worlds. Seriously, does no one care about what goes on outside of their little court?"

It seemed that Beron couldn't hold back what he had to say any longer. 

"What would you know of war little girl? We are centuries of years old and have waged and won wars way before you were born. And why would we even trust what a human has to say when everyone knows that you guys are full of shit. For that matter, why would we listen to anyone from the Night Court, all of them might have been stupid enough to take pity on you, but I for one have more than one brain cell. So go scurry back home little roach and stay out of Fae business." He had a disgusting sneer on his face, congratulating himself on his little speech. Celaena did not take kindly to it, and just to prove it, she decided to throw another hidden dagger into his shoulder.