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Chapter 7 - "You need only know that I am here."

Evette was being dragged along by two men as she was led to where she knew she was being taken to Amarantha. She hadn't seen Tamlin or Lucien since they were all dragged here the day before. They were rough with her and shoved her if she stumbled - or if they felt like it.

Within a few moments, she was presented before Amarantha, who was sat upon a makeshift throne that Evette almost scoffed at. The fact that she was acting and pretending to be worthy of such a title unimpressed her. Amarantha was beautiful - like many Fae - and had brownish red hair. The Fae had a ring upon her finger and inside was an eye, and Evette cringed a little. Beside her stood Tamlin, his face blank but she saw his eyes widen just a little. Rhys was stood close by, as well as Lucien. There was five other High Fae in the room as well - the High Lord's of Prythian, she assumed.

The guards shoved her forwards towards Amarantha, and Evette stumbled a little. Evette looked over her shoulder and shot them a scathing glare. "Assholes!" She hissed, before she looked back to Amarantha. "Amarantha, I assume?" Evette mused, who smiled unnervingly at her.

Evette knew she couldn't exactly keep it a secret that she was a Fey now.

Evette looked between Amarantha and Tamlin slowly, her eyes narrowed. Evette felt Tamlin's resentment coiling from him. Evette couldn't really feel the emotions of people she didn't know well - but she was able to feel something from Amarantha. It was off - and not really a feeling or emotion. It was much stronger - very strong.

But she knew what it was. It was a bonding between the two. And she knew there was only one type of bond between two Fae - and that was a mating bond. Evette chuckled to herself at this revelation - that was highly unexpected. But she found it amusing all the same.

"Something amusing?" Amarantha asked her, her voice cold, and her gaze heavy as she stared at her.

"Yes, actually." Evette nodded at the woman as she gestured Amarantha and Tamlin. "I see why you are so obsessed with having Tamlin love you now. Quite amusing and unexpected - out of all the things I was expecting...this wasn't even on the list."

Amarantha sighed and off-handedly waved her off. "Guards, take the mortal and kill her." Amarantha said lazily. "Her stench is stinking this place out." The guards marched towards her.

"You can't do that!" Evette told her.

Amarantha chuckled just as the guards grabbed onto her tightly and tugged her back. "And why's that?" Amarantha asked her, her stare cold.

Evette easily shoved both of the guards off of her, and they slid across the floor a little. The Fae all watched with wide eyes. "You can't do that because I am Princess Evette." Evette announced to the silent room. "Princess Evette of Angevin. Daughter and Heir to the White Queen of Angevin. And you, are a general for the King of Hybern. You know you cannot touch me and break the Treaty, lest you wish to go to war with my people."

Amarantha sat up in her throne, her eyes wide and gleaming with shock and excitement. "Why are you here and not at Angevin?" Amarantha asked of her, already knowing that using titles would be disrespectful.

"That is not a concern of yours since you are Fae." Evette replied simply. "You need only know that I am here."

"And...you resided at the Spring Court with Tamlin?" Amarantha asked her slowly in thought. "With Lucien and...the human." Amarantha grinned suddenly as she rose from her throne, and took slow steps towards Evette. "Come. An arrival of such a royal ought to be recognised. But first...I'm gonna need you to do something for me. Go, refresh yourself, and return here. Once you've done what I need...your arrival ought to be celebrated. It's been many centuries since a Fey has stepped foot on Prythian. Especially a royal Fey - the future White Queen of Angevin."