It was past midnight when our conversation ended. They let me sleep in the town house. Standing in the balcony i breathe in the fresh air. Someone knocks on my door, i open it to see two women standing there.
"We are here to serve you"
"High Lord sent us to heed you"
They step in the room. I sense something strange in them.
"What are you" i ask
They look at each other before answering " We are half wraiths and half high fae"
That's something i have never heard of.
"What are your names"
"Nuala and cerridwen" they introduce themselves.
"We will help you get ready" nuala says.
They helped me bathe. They gave me new clothes which i was grateful for because i was still in my night dress that i wore in moonstone palace.
"Thank you" i say.
"It is our job" they comment.
They show me the way to the training area. I see cassian and azriel training.
They sense my presence.
"Slept well" cassian says.
Giving him a nod i say "do you guys train others too"
"We do. Az and i look after illyrians in training. Infact feyre was trained by us. Are you interested in getting trained by the most powerful general of prythian" cassian says
"I bet i can take you down" i say confidently.
"I bet i'd look fine pinned under you"cassian flirtingly comments.
Taken back by the direct innuendo i stood agape.
"Say want to check ?" Cassian asks.
"Not in the mood today" i reply feeling flushed.
"Find me when you are in the mood" he winks.
At noon everyone gathers for lunch, i inspect them carefully.
Rhysand clears his throat gaining everyone's attention "You are due a proper introduction. You have met me already. Rhysand high lord of night court. This is feyre,high lady of night court" rhys says pointing to the lady with brown hair. Feyre gives me a smile.
"Amren my second in command" the short woman with silver eyes smirks at me.
"Morrigan my third in command and my cousin" she smiles broadly at me.
"You know cassian my commander and azriel the spymaster,they are my brothers by heart". Azriel gives me a nod while cassian winks.
"Well i am amaya"
"I looked into your mother's history ,there is no mention of her in our family records" rhys says.
"That's a given" amren says rolling her eyes.
"But kier knew about her. He told me it was my grandfather who had gotten an illyrian woman pregnant. Kier advised him to cut off any connections that may ruin his reputation. That time a mix breed wasn't even allowed to breathe the same air as high fae. So he left his newborn with her mother alone in the mountains"
"And now the high lord of this very court is a mixbreed" amren states.
I look at rhysand.
He catches my gaze "my mother was an illyrian. I am half high fae and half illyrian"
"My father didn't know this,no one beside my grandfather and kier knew about it,they buried the secret"
Rhys had relaxed when he learned his father hadn't betrayed his mother.
"That would make you guys cousins" feyre states fascinated.
Rhys nods slowly,he searches for any similarity between them as his gaze meets amaya's, her lavender eyes stares back at his deep voilet ones.
Amaya also stares at him curiously, thinking about this new found relation.
"So what now" amren asks.
"You can stay here in velaris, you don't need to go back to the palace" rhys says
"Logically you have as much right on night court as rhysand. You both are heirs to the court but rhysand is the high lord right now if you wish to rule the court you'd need to challenge him. Only if you defeat him you could have the court" amren says.
I see everyone becoming tense at that.
"Why are you telling me this" i ask amren.
"To let you know if you do win, you only gain the identity of the ruler not this court,not us the inner circle. We serve rhysand not the court. And the rest of court won't just welcome a woman as their ruler easily" amren says.
I understand what she meant, their loyalties lie in rhysand not just in any high lord. Their bond is much deeper than just political allies, they stand together like a family. This made me admire their bond.
"How can she can take down rhys...i mean he is the most powerful high lord of prythian" mor says.
"That birthmark alone is enough to recognize her potential. I told you who possessed the mark had immense strength. Though not everyone were able to recognize its full potential, many never developed the right technique to use it properly. But you girl,you already know what it's capable of don't you" amren says looking at me.
I look away remembering how i awakened it. Memories of past flash infront of my eyes. Night sky, the aching burn,hands around my neck, as i prayed to the stars to help me and they listened, flames engulfing those hands.
I feel a presence against my mind jerking i strengthen my shields that slipped during the memory. I send a bolt of flame to the presence lingering around my shields. Across me rhysand jolts back falling from his chair.
"Rhys" feyre screeches.
Taking advantage of his distraction i slip in his mind, binding his mind with darkness i squeeze.
"Let go" rhys shouts as he tries to fight the darkness evolving his mind.
Everyone panics watching rhys wrench against feyre.
"Stop" mor says to me.
Rhys goes still as i gain control over him.
"Don't poke around where you are not invited. Try doing this again and it will not end with just this" saying i free him. He breathes heavily glaring at me.
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A Court Of Love & Sufferings
Fantasy{CASSIAN×OC} In a dark abyss somewhere a soul is struggling to breathe,thrashing to hold on, fighting with the darkness eating away her life presence. she tries to fight, tries to resist the pull she's feeling absorbing her towards the darkness. It...
