On the Road Of Broken Hearts

Prologue

•Rhysand's P.O.V.
The hunt.

It's my favorite part.

As they run hoping to get away and I let them think they have. The best part is to see the shock when they realize they haven't. The fear on there face. The look of realization crossed their eyes. Death. They know it's coming. People may call this sick.

I call it life.

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"They're on their way." My father says. His angry face showing, or as all people close to him know, he's a teddy bear.

"Who?" I question, only half listening. Being king comes with responsibilities, vampire or not.

"The feeders." He responds.

"Good we need new ones, the old ones are boring." I say, my eyes brightening slightly.

"One more thing, one of the women has a child. The women asked if her daughter can stay and I told her they you'd meet them and decide for yourself. Her daughter is 8 or could work if needed, at least her mother said he could sew and clean." He says.

Ugh more work. "Fine." I respond glumly. "When will they be here?" I say slightly annoyed now.

"In an hour. When thy arrive do you want me to send them in?" He asks.

"I guess." I say before he leaves.

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I am shaken awake, wondering who on earth had the idiocy to bother me. It takes me a minute to realize that it has already been an hour and that there is a women next to my father.

The women is human, black hair brown eyes, and behind her is a child. The child does not seem afraid even though the mother shields her. The child try's to pry herself away from her mother, and manages to escape. She stands in front of her mother, as if she can protect her. Her head is up, back straight, and eyes narrowed.

She has light brown, kind of blonde hair like her mothers, but instead of brown her eyes are a bright blue. I stare into them for a moment, as they feel like they are pulling me towards her. She is barely 4' 6" and her tiny frame is slightly shaking. Her eyes hold curiosity, which puzzles me. Most people take one look at me and run. Yet this little girl stands here in front of me with nothing but curiosity.

This makes me crack a light smile, barely noticeable. But the little girl notices. Suddenly she runs toward me, and me not wanting to hurt the tiny frame, just closes my eyes and waits for the impact. When I don't feel it I open my eyes to see her standing in front of me. I tower over her at a hight of 6' 4".

You'll never believe what she did.

She hugged me.

Like when you wrap your arms around someone else. For a moment i just stood frozen. I notice the put horror in the mothers eyes, before looking down at the little girl before me. I unwrap her arms from around me and kneel down before her, her hands in mine.

I laugh to myself when she frowns at the fact I didn't return the hug. Once I'm at her level on my knees, I ask, "What's your name little one?"

"Feyre." She says softly.

"Well Feyre, can you cook?" I ask, she nods. "Can you clean?" She nods again. "Okay good. I will allow you to stay but you have to promise to be good okay?"

The smile on her face is so big as she nods her head vigorously. And then she does it again.

She hugs me.

And I hug her back.