★·.·'¯'·.·★ "I love you so...
...please let me go"★·.·'¯'·.·★
𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the Winter Court Princess finds her mate but he doesn't seem to want the same as her.
𝙋𝙧𝙚-𝘼𝘾𝙊𝙏𝘼𝙍- 𝘼𝘾𝙊𝙒𝘼𝙍...
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Kallias had exiled his own sister from the capital city and the Winter Court's castle, she was not allowed back until she got better.
There was a lot of argument from Vivianne's part when Kallias had informed her in front of every high fae in the court room. She seemed to look at him slightly disappointed that this was the only way he could find to deal with his sister, but they were mates, she was not going to do more than argue with him.
The entire time Kallias spoke with his unfazed stare, the princess didn't say anything she just stare at her brother with such cold eyes it brought a shiver to all the witnesses watching.
He had exiled her to the mountains were the manor of the family was, a vacation home when the family wanted space, now her knew home after her brother had quite literally kicked her out.
The high lord said it was for the Court's good, since in her breakdown she had destroyed the entire floor and nearly brought down the crystal castle.
Kallista thought it quite ironic when he asked what had happened to her when he was the unrecognizable one, the Kallias of before would have never exiled her from her home.
But all the fae change after under the mountain and her brother wasn't going to be the exception.
The manor was located on the other end of the court, the castle and the capital city were near under the mountain whereas the manor where on the mountains near the autumn court.
At least she could visit Eris now.
Opal was at her side when she entered the manor, the air was full of dust, the place not being visited in more than a century, cobwebs on the corners and melted candles.
The furniture was just like it was in her room, covered in white sheets to avoid the dust on the furniture.
It was a great difference form when she saw this place last, with her mother. It was full of life and laughter.
With a snap of her fingers the sheets disappeared and the candles turned on, illuminating the place. The crystals on the chandeliers giving the room she was in a warm glow.
She explored the old manor for the next hours, cleaning with the help of her magic and reminiscing on the memories that those walls held.
The house could have done the cleaning by itself being enchanted and all, but the princess didn't have anything to do, not yet anyways.
Night had fallen when she finally finished, the only thing left to clean was the attic.
She went up the stairs, the wooden door creaked as she opened it, moonlight filtered from a single round window seat.
