Feyre's POV
"General," Amarantha smirks.
I looked at Cassian. His knuckles had gone stark white against the dagger in his hand.
The woman who took Rhysand from him, his brother.
"How," I not so much ask as tell her.
"None of your concern, sweetheart," she walks closer to me.
I focus on my breathing as the images run rapid through my imagination- no, my memories. The Middengard Wyrm. The cold cell in which I could hear the music of Velaris playing. The crack of Rhys's skull as she threw him back. Tamlin's face as she pushed the dagger into his skin to find it bent. The faeries...whose faces I see every time I go to sleep.
"I imagine however, your concern is where your mate is," she spat the word mate out like she was allergic to it.
All I could do was stay still to keep myself from ripping out her throat as Tamlin once did.
"Where is he?" Cassian gritted out.
My eyes feel the Winter Court as they go ice cold, my veins feeling the cold of the lake the day Lucien's brothers hunted me.
"Come with me and find out," she crooned.
Silent no longer.
"I defeated you once what makes you think I can't do it again?" I smirk.
Amarantha just chuckles.
"Because now my well of power is never ending. Join me or never recover your High Lord, your choice," she says with no emotion.
Cassian begins to walk by my side until she hold up a hand.
"Ah ah ah, traitorous high ladies only."
My lips part to say something before Cassian cuts me off, "No."
"Didn't know Rhys mattered to you so much, well this trip was pointless," she faked a frown.
"I'll go," I turn to Cassian before he can protest. "I'll go, I will bring him back."
"I can't let you go alone."
I draw in a breath and look at his face. "I order you to stay here," Cassian opens his mouth to protest but this time I cut him off, "Take care of my sister, Cass."
He pulled me in for a hug.
"Well let's go, Rhysand must be waiting for you, or me, most likely me," she chuckles again.
An image of Rhysand in her room flashes in my mind, and I quickly push it away. Because if I believe that's what is happening. Then we won't get to where he is before I kill her.
She grabs my hand and winnows away.
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And when I open my eyes, I am back Under the Mountain.
I focus on the door in front of us to keep me from losing it.
Amarantha pushes open the door.
"Ah you made it," A woman with hair so black you could mistake it for night says. Next to her a woman searching the underground city with her breathtaking blue eyes.
"Maeve, meet Feyre Archeron, High Lady of the Night Court." Amarantha flashes her eyes between the lady and I.
"Nice to meet you, Feyre I believe we will have a wicked time together."
"And who is that?"
The blue eyed lady met my grey eyes. There was something so determined and powerful in them it was otherworldly.
"Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius, Queen of Terrasen."
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The Ends of the Earth
FanfictionIt's been two years since Aelin defeated Erawan and Maeve in a bloody battle. Two years since her life changed. And it's about to change again. Someone from her past comes back and Aelin must burn through her titles again to keep loved ones safe. Ve...
