Rhysand was enjoying a quiet afternoon with his mate. They didn't have much time together, being High Lord and High Lady, so everyone knew that if they were disturbed, Feyre would probably castrate them.
That's why it was a surprise when Azriel called for him. He didn't say much, just that there's something he needed to see.
"Feyre, darling, I love spending time with you. I would like nothing better than to stay here forever. But-"
He was cut off with a wail.
"You're leaving me?! A divorce?! What did I do? Are you dying?" She asked while crying. He winced. With all the pregnancy hormones, she kept on crying. And he absolutely hated making his mate cry.
"No darling, I would never. I just need to check something out, ok love?"
Feyre sniffled and nodded.
"You can go downstairs and sit with Mor if you want." He offered. She hated being alone. Especially with all her cravings and a growing stomach that made it hard to get food.
He winnowed out to where Azriel was.
"What?" He felt bad for snapping at the Shadowsinger, but he had taken him away from time with his beautiful mate.
Azriel said nothing, and pointed. Rhys followed his hand and his heart stopped.
He had seen many things in his five centuries of life, but the amount of torture on this person... it was unbelievable.
It was hard to tell if they were even breathing.
Or if they're an actual person.
"We obviously need to get them to a healer. But how? With all the wounds, it's hard to carry it." Azriel asked, his face pale.
"We need to do it or whoever it is will bleed out." Azriel nodded and swallowed, his throat bobbing.
He walked over to the body. Gritting his teeth, he picked it up gently, holding it bridal style.
"Azriel, I would normally love carrying half dead bodies, but I'm wearing such a nice tunic-"
"Shut up Rhys." Azriel growled, and shadow traveled to the House of Wind.
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Light Up The Darkness
FanficThrone Of Glass and A Court of Thorns And Roses crossover. Set between Empire of Storms and after A Court of Frost and Starlight.
