A Feysand Fanfic

Chapter 5

One Month Later

One month later, I was flying over Velaris at dusk, coasting on my still unsteady silken wings, pondering. I looked down upon my beloved city fondly, at all of the people bustling on the streets, a mix of High fae, faeries, and humans alike. After the war, we were trying to mix the humans with the faeries, High Fae included, so everyone could all live together. However, the only place that it was working beautifully and was accepted by all, was of course, Velaris. There were many, many complications and fights and even almost wars among all other places in Prythian, and that was why we had The Committee.

Nesta was currently in what used to be the Human Realm, trying to introduce High Fae and Faeries while keeping the humans calm and encouraging them to integrate into cities. It was just now, after a year, starting to work. Sort of. The first year most humans were too fearful, and the faeries were not accepting in the slightest. So we established certain cities for human and faeries alike to live in, to start. Velaris was one of them, and the hope was that after these cities were a success, everyone would learn.

Now, that sounds nice, but really, a lot of the time, it was pretty ugly. Pretty much for the entire past year, we had been exhaustively working non-stop to set up programs and governments, and committees to make fair laws, and then we had to work to enforce those laws. It was keeping Rhys busy day and night, especially now that I was partially immobilized and pregnant. Even now, only one month into my pregnancy, by belly was already a defined bump, and every now and then I could feel the twins inside. It didn't fail to shock me every time, too.

The night wind rippled my wings, and I inhaled deeply, looking over the rainbow, which I was now flying over. The colors called out me as I passed, and I circled back for a better look. The rainbow had a special place in my heart, and I knew that it always would. I couldn't wait for the day when I could show it to the twins.

I continued my flight, saying goodbye to the Rainbow for a while. Zahlaya did checkups on me daily now, and had me on a tight regimen of herbs and exercises. She had insisted no more flying after today. The twins were developing at a faster rate than usual, according to her. Usually bellies aren't this big, and there is no movement within the womb this early on, even for faerie pregnancies. Zahlaya predicts that it's because of their immense power, and she told me not to worry.

But still, how can I not? My children are going to be unique, and there has never been a situation quite like this one. Twins born of a powerful half Illyrian high lord, and a Made human with the powers of all of the courts? Cassian deemed the situation "very interesting," last night, with a waggle of his eyebrows. No one else really shares his lack of concern and positivity.

They all try to be excited, but beneath the smiles and happy faces that I know they put on for me, there is definite concern etched into the panes of their faces, especially Rhys. I miss him. It's been awhile since we caught up and had fun together, now that he has to take on my load of High Lady with the human and faerie integration. When I do have time with him, he's usually worrying about the twins, or sleeping. And we haven't been communicating through the bond much anymore, either. A frown pulled itself onto my face, and I sighed, yawning.

I was so tired. It was harder to do everything now, I thought as I flew back through the night to the townhouse. The lights glowing from the windows welcomed me, and before I landed on the front step, I turned around and looked back at Velaris from above one last time.

"Goodbye," I whispered to the city. "For a little while, at least." I didn't know why I was so upset. I mean, I could still walk around inside of it on the ground. But there was something special about flying. Something about seeing it from above. It's probably something engraved deep in my heart from my mate, because flying is the special way that he likes to see our city.

I landed on the front step silently enough, and yawning, I used a gust of night wind to open the door into the townhouse as I stepped inside. I was met with quite a sight.

Nesta was standing in the entry, gorgeous as always in a cloudy gray dress that hugged her body. The material looked somewhat like stone, but it set off the blue in her grey eyes. I hadn't seen her in months, and there she stood, hands on her hips, and a smirk on her face.

I covered my mouth with my hand in shock. "Nesta!" I shrieked, "I thought-"

And this was the moment she had waited for, the perfectly timed interruption, as my reaction had played perfectly into her dramatic surprise.

"That I was coming next week for a visit, yes, I know," she said, waving her hand. "But a little birdie told me that my sister was pregnant, and I figured that was much more important than mediating a little faerie/human squabbling."

What she was about to say next was lost, because I threw myself at her, hugging her tight. And she hugged me right back.

Hey guys, I hoped you liked this part. I had to fast forward a bit so this is a month after last chapter, as I said in the beginning! Let me know if you liked this either in the comments or votes if you would like. Thanks!