A Court of Thunder and Mighty

Chapter 2

Stella Clare Archeron

I was scared. Terrified. The voices inside my head were so loud. Each inch of my body was trembling. My mouth was shut.

"Honey" My dad, Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court, said to me, holding me tight. "Don't be like that. You know I don't like this idea, but it is the best for the whole court."

"Rhys don't be so condescending. She is only 6. Give her a break, you know how hard it is." My mom, Feyre Archeron, high lady, took me from my dads lap. "Star, look at me. Please love."

"I want Nyx..." I called for my older brother. My parents looked at each other, but didn't say anything. "Why can't I stay with papa? We can all go to Illyria together."

There was a hole in my heart so deep that nothing could fill it. It was eating me alive. Since I was 3 years old, or 30 years in the human lands, not that I knew what it was. Maybe nothing could fix my broken heart.

"I can't lose both of my children" Mama said sadly "I'm sorry love. But it will be for your own safety. Your brother, cousin Zayn and Miles will go with your papa, and uncles to train. They will be back on the solace every year. I promise that to you."

"But did you ask Nyx if he wanted to go?" I asked, breathing heavily.

"It was the first thing we did. He was excited that he could learn how to protect you. He loves you very much." Papa answered sitting in the chair next to me and my mom.

"But how can he save me, if he's not even with me?"

"You don't need his protection for a little longer. You have an entire city that would die to protect you. " My mama said, putting her check in the top of my head.

"So why do I need Nyx protection?" I was puzzled. They were sad, really sad.

"Some things had happened in the past, and we cannot let this happen again.When the time comes. When we won't be able to protect you, Nyx will be there, as well as Zayn and Miles." Death. They were talking about what could happen after they died. I could not think about that. Ever.

"Why can't I go as well?" My voice was quiet, anxious.

"Do you train as an Illyrian? Or as a Valkyrie like your aunt Nesta?"

I shock my head in denial. I was not an Illirian, I had no wings. I could never train like them. As for becoming a Valkyrie. I knew what that meant. I would have to talk to aunt Nesta, but I was way too scared of her.

"Then it's your job to keep Velaris from no harm. You will stay with me, aunt Mor, aunt Amren, and you will learn everything we know. We will make you the powerful face in this entire world" My mom said, smiling at me. I knew that was a hard decision to make.

I did not say a thing. Not when my eyes were already filled with tears. Not when my heart was skipping beats. Not when I noticed I was going to be alone. I was so scared. But I would get over everything, I would make my parents proud. In the future. I would not show fear. Or sadness.

I would rise. As my parents before me.