Aether is the Guardian of the Night Court, sworn to protect her High Lord and the court she loves deeply. A role created by the Mother herself, she is soul tied to her High Lord Rhysand and must carry out the responsibilities given to her by her tit...
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WHEN THERE IS the birth of a child, that day is known to be of pure joy and happiness. A day of celebration and pride for the family, and hope for their future to be of love and success. The birth of a Guardian does bring joy, but it also brings mourning. Death of a High Lord brings the succession of a new High Lord, and a new Guardian to serve their reign. I was born on one of the darkest days for the Night Court who had just lost their lady and beloved princess, and now their High Lord and Guardian. Senseless violence and greed had left two brothers of night alone, and an entire court in mourning. The magic of the land chose Rhysand to be the next High Lord and he was sworn in by his only close remaining family member, his brother Ascelin. When Rhysand officially became the High Lord of the Night Court, I was born merely seconds later.
While two brothers were navigating their new responsibilities as leaders of the Night Court, I lived just on the outskirts of Velaris not knowing the role I would eventually fulfill. My mother was a beautiful Illyrian woman from Ironcrest with long black hair, tan skin, and black eyes. She was one of the rare and "lucky" women to successfully escape the camp before her wings were clipped. She saw the pain and sorrow of the other females around her after losing their wings, so she ran. Once females were free from the camp, they were allowed asylum in Velaris and that is where my mother stayed. She made ends meet where she could and worked various jobs, and that is where she met my father.
My father was a high fae man from the Winter Court. He looked polar opposite of my mother with his short, stark white hair, light skin, and blue eyes that were so pale they almost looked white. He traveled the many courts of Prythian and found his way to the Night Court, and it was on a fateful day when my mom was working one of her many jobs as a waitress at a local bakery that my father visited and saw my mom. The mating bond instantly fell into place once they laid eyes on each other, and the rest is history. I never saw anyone more in love than my parents, they were the purest form of what mates could be. They never yelled at each other, always laughed together, and were role models of how relationships should work.
My parents settled down just outside the city of Velaris along the beautiful winding Sidra. My mother ended up working as a seamstress and was well known in town for creating the most beautiful of gowns, and my father was a businessman who worked in The Rainbow. As time went on, they had us four kids in total. Being mixed, me and all of my siblings possessed qualities from both of our parents. We all got our father's pointy ears and our mother's tan skin and wings, which unlike her we are all able to make disappear and reappear. My oldest and youngest brothers, Caelestis and Weylin, took after my mother with their black hair and eyes while my second oldest brother Dane was a mix of my parents with white hair and black eyes. I had the same bright white hair as my father, but there was a striking difference between me and my siblings as I was born with heterochromia, one black eye and one white eye. I always loved my eyes as it felt like I always had a piece of my parents with me, and it was a rare trait I felt lucky to have.
I had a very happy childhood going on adventures with my brothers, not being afraid to beat them in our many fights, and overall being a very happy family with lots of memories. We loved each other very deeply and I cherish my family very much. Until Weylin and Dane throw snowballs at me.
