A Court Of Fire and Darkness

Chapter 12

Aelin-

    The valg, they have taken him over. If there's one thing I am sure of, it's that he needs to be stripped of his power until it is gone. "Chain him up! Now!" I see some of them consider listening to me, maybe it's the fear in my voice that persuades them. 

    "What? How could you say that!" Feyre is seething with fury, her eyes panic-stricken.

    "Listen to me, if you don't want to kill him, chain him up. I'll explain after, just please listen to me right now." Her expression is still so unsure so I try again, "I have a deal with you remember? Well, I think at the moment you need to trust that I am following it." She takes a deep breath and nods her head at Cassian and Azriel.

   They bring Rhysand down to a dungeon-like room and chain him up. I look down towards his wrists and notice they are bound by some sort of wood and iron chains, I growl in frustration. "Why would you use wood? We need more iron to dampen his magic, do you have any iron blocks?"

    Cassian chuckles at my questions, despite this being a serious situation he always has humor. "You know fae don't react to iron in our world, only ash wood and a powder." Right, of course they do. I ask him about the powder. "Well we do have some but it's very strong, and would completely stifle his powers." Rhysand slightly shifts and I can feel the anxiety pulsing through my veins. I imagine fighting a valg with Rhysands powers, and it doesn't sound appealing. "Quickly just get it!" Everyone senses the urgency in my voice so it is silently agreed upon to give him some.

   Azriel brings forward a dark velvet pouch. He gently opens Rhysand's mouth and pours a bit of powder in, grimacing as he steps back.

   The rest of their court all turn to look at me, murderous glares on their faces. I can tell Feyre is about to say something but a rustling of chains is heard from the corner of the room."Hello Fireheart." It says in a sinister and cold voice.

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Edited 1/16/21