A Court Of Love & Sufferings

ch.35

Cassian and azriel were soaring in the sky when they saw a group of soldiers. The soldiers wore autumn court's emblem. They were acting strange. They returned to inform rhys about this. They have been looking for the dread trove for days but no results were found.

"Do you think briallyn has them already?" Cassian asked.

"Only one way to find out" amren states.

"We will ask elain and nesta if they can help us" rhys.

"Like calls to like. They will be able to find the locations" amren says.

Cassian stiffens hearing the name. He hasn't seen nesta in a while. Infact he hasn't thought about her for a while. Now that he noticed it, it happened after amaya's arrival. He stopped feeling that strange feeling since he met amaya. He had been too busy with amaya, nesta never crossed his mind once.

"Invite them for dinner" rhys says.

That itself is going to be a task. I look at azriel in a silent plea to not to put me with nesta. I would rather convince elain.

Azriel failed to get nesta join us. Now feyre has gone to invite her and rhys has been on edge since then.

"What's up with you? You look agitated"  i ask rhys.

"Feyre didn't let me go with her. I worry nesta might hurt feyre" rhys says.

"She can be impolite but she wouldn't dare hurt feyre, would she" azriel says not sure.

"Who knows what she might do, she is contemptuous of everyone except elain. I am rather wary of her now, we don't know what the cauldron has granted her. She has powers she can't even control and she refuses any help. I fear one day she will blow up and hurt someone in her temper" rhys says.

Feyre comes back tired and unsettled. Rhys is on his feet taking her in his arms.

"Did she do something? Should i take care of her?" rhys says making sure she doesn't have any injury.

"Rhys calm down i am fine. I invited her now it's upto her" feyre says.

"You look exhausted girl" amren says.

Feyre leans on rhys "I am tired of nesta pushing me away. I just want to help her. I don't know what should i do"

"Nothing. You can't help someone who doesn't want to take your help. You have done enough feyre darling. You can't take care of her all her life. It's high time she learns to fend for herself. I don't want you to concern with her anymore. I can't see you hurting because of her. You should take care of yourself. Especially now, you can't stress yourself unnecessarily. It won't be good for your health" rhys tells her gently.

"Wait what do you mean by that?" i ask noticing what he said.

Feyre and Rhys look at each other silently conversing.

"I am pregnant" feyre breaks the silence.

The news leaves us stunned. It takes a minute to comprehend.

Mor screams out, hugging feyre tightly, wishing them.

"I am going to be an aunt" mor excitedly says.

I feel happy for them, they deserve all the happiness after everything they have been through. I hug rhys, patting his back i say "Congratulations brother"

"You are going to be an amazing father" i tell him. I know he will be a great father. Living centuries if we have learnt anything is that not to repeate the mistakes our elders did. He will be a thousand times better father than his's.

His eyes moist up hearing it "Thank you"

Azriel hugs him next, startling rhys. Azriel isn't much into skinship. He rarely initiates it. Rhys hugs him back. I join them. I hug feyre wishing her.

"I can't believe this little girl who couldn't even read till yesterday is going to be a mother" i joke.

"Hey!"

"I am kidding. You will be the best mother"

"You think so" she asks looking upto me with her moist eyes.

"I believe so" i tell her.

This girl had come as a miracle for us. She had saved rhys and we will always be grateful to her. She has come a long way. She has grown into a beautiful and wise woman. I am honoured to serve her as my high lady.

Next day nesta comes, she strides towards elain ignoring the looks sent her way. She takes a seat beside elain. Elain is pleased to see her, they talk among themselves. Feyre tries engaging in a conversation with nesta but gets ignored.

After dinner rhys breaks the situation out to them.

"I don't want to do anything with the cauldron" nesta blanches at the mention of cauldron.

"You won't be anywhere near it" feyre assures them.

"You guys are made. Like calls to like. You can feel the made objects" amren states.

"I have no intention of getting involved in this" nesta says with a blank face.

"Elain can you help us?" Rhys asks, his voice gentle as if talking to a kid.

Elain looks nervous, she opens her mouth to speak but gets cut off by nesta.

"Leave her alone. She isn't doing anything for you" nesta harshly says.

Rhys clicks his tongue at her tone. I know he tolerates her just because of feyre. Nesta is testing his patience.

"The dread trove are powerful items, the mortal queen will bring destruction if she got her hands on them" feyre says.

"Why can't you do it? You are made too"  nesta spats at feyre.

"I can't" feyre says.

"You like playing the heroine who saves the world. Do it and prove how great you are. Show us how much everyone needs you to survive. Leave me and my sister alone from your manoeuvres" nesta speaks her displeasure for feyre.

'My sister' like feyre isn't her younger sister. Nesta has openly made it known that she doesn't care for feyre. Feyre looks hurt by her statement. I have never hated nesta until now, this makes me abhor her. How could she be so cruel to someone who sacrificed themself for her.

Rhys takes a threatening step towards nesta. Feyre stops him holding his hand, he wraps his arm around her waist "Careful how you speak about my mate. The only thing stopping me from ripping your spiteful tongue is her"

Nesta's fumes in anger but holds his gaze in challenge. And rhys lets his power come forward, he makes it known who is in power here. I could see her trembling from his death glare. And this isn't even his complete power, he is holding back. If this much is making nesta's limbs shake then she would piss in her pants when he confronts her at his full strength. He is not called the most powerful high lord for nothing. I have seen him at his fullest and he is nothing but a beast who will devour you before you can even think of running.

Rhys lets her go and pulls feyre close to him. He sniffs her hair while feyre whispers in his ear probably trying to calm him down from killing nesta.

"Atleast you are aware that you need feyre to survive" i mock her.

Nesta turns toward me and sends a glare. Her face turned red from anger.
She takes elain and marches off like her ass is on fire.

"Well that didn't do us any good" amren says.

"What now?" mor asks.

"We keep looking for it. Send a spy to mortal lands, keep an eye on them. Follow their every movements" rhys orders.