ToG and ACoTaR Crossover

Feyre

Feyre
"Good, then I expect you to fulfill your part of our bargain immediately," snarled the queen.
Feyre was momentarily stunned. She hadn't seen a weapon that could possibly be capable of slaughtering even hundreds much less thousands. How could they even begin this devils bargain without the main chess piece. Suddenly the guards surrounding the queen began to shift and an iron coffin that Feyre had barely paid attention to earlier was now laying directly in front of the queen. The queen also had beside her the cruel looking man, the dark haired man with onyx eyes, and the golden haired man with onyx eyes.
"These are the men who you will treat as your guests. And this" drawled the woman gesturing to the coffin which had begun to rattle violently, "is the weapon that you will harbor. You may do as you please with it, except break it, and be warned this is mine, and compared to me, you are nothing but... shit on the ground."
"You whoring BITCH" screeched Tamlin, but the queen was already gone.
"Mother bless Tamlin do you ever shut up?!?" Feyre said, and Tamlin began to speak.
"How dare yo-"
"I'll take that as a no." Interrupted Cassian as he strode towards Feyre with the rest in tow.
"More importantly what's our next move?" Said Hellion who had come up to inspect the coffin, which caused the Queen's Fae
Warriors to shift with their hands reaching for their weapons.
"I say that we open it" input Beron.
"Let's not rush this shit fest," said Thesian who had moved to stand by Hellion.
"I say that we talk to them," said Kallias jerking a finger over to point at the fae warriors.
"I've got this!" Said Cassian.
"Oh hell no you don't!" Retorted Morrigan.
"I think as the most reasonable person here I—" began Tarquin but he was quickly interrupted by a loud cough from the golden haired warrior. Feyre was momentarily confused and became even more so when the golden haired man began to chuckle. This caused the the black haired warrior to smack him upside the head which resulted in the golden haired warrior laughing even more. The room grew quiet with only that laughter being heard. When the man had finally finished laughing he said
"Damn! It's about time the bitch left! And allow me to introduce myself. I am the most beautiful warrior Fenrys. This dark haired less handsome version of me is Connall. And this shitty looking bastard is Cairn."
"I couldn't have said it better myself! Actually fuck that of course I could have, but let's go ahead and open up that coffin. I'm due to have a little playtime with the bitch." Said the ma— no Cairn. What did he mean playtime? How did one play with a coffin or it's contents?  Thought Feyre to herself.
Feyre. We need to clear this room of any non-high lords... even our own court, sent Rhys down the mating bond.
I don't know if that's a good idea responded Feyre.
Since when have we ever cared if an idea was actually sane or not purred Rhys down the bond.
Fair point.
"Anyone who is not a high lord please exit the room and return to—" began Rhys.
"Are you fucking seriou—" interrupted Cassian, but was interrupted himself when Az winnowed the entirety of the non-highlord/lady group back to their respective courts, leaving only Rhys, Feyre, Beron, Thesian, Kallias, Tamlin, Hellion, and Tarquin. 
"Well then now that that's dealt with, let's go ahead and let the fiery bitch have a little run" Said Cairn as he lifted the lid off the coffin.