Not planned...at all

Chapter 9

We finally entered a very large room, after climbing far too many stairs from the weird dungeon area, it looked similar to a living room although it was connected to a kitchen, a dinning room and what looked like a small bar?

Oh well fucking drunks, it's what happens when energy drinks don't exist I guess! A lot more people drink.

I quickly realize there's people on the couches and arm chairs, which of course is where Rhysand is guiding us. He must have mentally called them, like "surprise meetings get your asses to the living room".

Knowing there would be far more people Roxanne already had her bad bitch look that clearly said fuck off from a mile away meanwhile I moved to her side resting a hand on her shoulder to keep her close.

There were five women sitting there, 4 four of them looked to be either in a constant bad mood or just plainly powerful the fifth one was just there. Meanwhile almost on the other side of the room was another man, a red head, leaning against a wall with a bored but tired look.

Leaning over I whispered to Roxy with a wide smile.

"We're after the cauldron shower, but not too long after, Elaine still looks fucking traumatised"

I try and keep my words as low as possible but as Roxanne snickers I also notice what I can only guess to be Nesta openly glaring at us.

Oh she thought she was scary?!

Giving Roxanne a tap on her shoulder I give her a look that meant no limits. If her face earlier had seemed unapproachable right now she just looked ready to gut whoever crossed her or just looked for too long. Of course knowing I can't manage that type of look unless I'm actually mad I just smirk over my cousin's shoulder giving the "lady of death" a wink.

Oh she got mad, let me tell you! The woman must still not be used to people not shivering in fear at her feet cuz she looked about to get up although quickly stopped by a collective look thrown her way.

No one was really saying anything, well I imagine they were just not aloud or to us which was weird and uncomfortable to say the least.

So I started tapping my foot distracted and trying not to further embarrass myself in front of this many people. At some point my brain had simply turned off while looking out of the windows that led to the balcony, the view was breathtaking I might as well enjoy it while they mentally debate on whether or not to kill us.

Eventually I'm humming along to All the ways by Megan Trainor with that stupid smile I just have while imagining myself as the protagonist of every book I've read, being loved fiercely and endlessly.

Of course Roxanne knowing me noticed and whisper sang some of the words as we both swayed side to side like idiots.

"Don't be afraid babe come on explain"