𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧
: ̗̀➛ In 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the younger twin of Feyre Archeron
has to fight through the thorns of roses just
to survive.
〔Azriel x oc〕
╰┈˚ · ° . slowburn!
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╰┈˚ · ° . ONCE OUT OF THE THRONE ROOM they had separated us. I didn't know where my sister was. But without showing any resistance, I was thrown into a dungeon.
A very familiar sight, indeed.
Days passed and the only thing that I could hear were the screams of agony of the faeries trapped down here, probably tortured for nothing more than the amusement of the twisted Fae Queen. But suddenly those screams were replaced by the scrape of the cell door against hard dark stone that made the pavement.
Two red-skinned faeries entered the cell. Another species of Faerie that I knew could only come from the lands of Hybern. I rose to my feet without uttering any words but one of them tried to reach for my arm. Not very sharp of them, I would say. Ducking to the side and glaring at said faerie, I noticed how their reflexes were even worse than the ones of the blue creatures.
"There is no need for that. I will follow you." I hissed, keeping my hands away from my weapons to not spook them further.
The two red-skinned faeries clenched their jaws, but nevertheless they moved to the side making an opening for the outside of the cell for me to walk through before gesturing for me to go forward.
Marking the path that we took to the throne room was instinctual. And since this place was a labyrinth carved in the rock, I picked out any details in the hall—interesting cracks in the walls, features in the tapestries, an odd bend— anything to remind me of the way out of the dungeons.
I entered the throne room, already there, at the foot of the dais, kneeled my sister for the High Queen.
"Oh here she is. The other twin. I was asking your sister about your names. As I said to her, you know mine. Isn't it fair that I know yours?"
I looked at her, the sarcastic answer on the tip of my tongue, but I stood still, not emitting even a louder breath.
Amarantha's jaw clenched when she understood that no answer would've come from me. Fury shone in her eyes.
