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Of Monsters and Men

Eirwen awakened surrunded by darkness and shadow. Her body throbbed and ached. The warmth next to her, twisted her stomach as she turned to face it. Rhysand lay awake next to her, unmoving.

He whispered, sensing her fear, "Aramantha's gone. She left after you passed out, when the Attor came with news. I needed to make sure you were alright."

Wincing, she sat up, her embarassment and shame hung over her like a dark cloud. Shaking, she climbed off the large canopy bed. Finding her tattered dress on the floor, she put it back on, wincing at the pain of her back protesting the movement.

She felt Rhysands eyes on her naked back, on her twin jagged scars and did her best to cover them with her dress and hair.

She heard the sheets behind her rustle and the bed creak as Rhysand climbed out of bed hehind her. "Let me help." Rhysand tried reaching for her. Smoothly, she dodged him and put as much distance between them two. Knowing how to dodge hands was a skill she picked up while trapped under the mountain for the past 5 Decades.

Rhysand winced, running a hand through his hair "I" he cleared his thoat, "I hope you know I didn't enjoy last night. What she made me do to you. I'm sorry."

For the first time, since the night before, Eirwen glanced at him, "I know." She whispered "I could sense it-I could tell Aramantha did too.. You have to be careful High Lord. Weakness will get you killed here."

His violet eyes grew angry, "I'm gonna die down here either way. I'm surprised she hasn't killed you yet."

"She's already attempted, but surprisingly everyone that she orders to kill me doesn't. She can't kill me herself unless she wants to risk Hyberns wrath." She responded glidding out of the room.

The walk back to her room, was a long one. This was her new normal- had been for the last 50 years being trapped under the mountain. While most of the Lords and other fae seemed to revel in the horrors Aramantha unleashed- she couldn't hide the pain and the torment she felt.

Most of her lifetime since 14 years old, she spent locked in her room, only allowed out when Aramantha was bored and looking for a victim to torment. Most of the high lords in Aramantha's court jumped at a chance to bed her, not caring their eagerness was causing more cruelty to be dealt to Eirwen.

Rhysand was smart- and caring- enough to realize the hatred Aramantha held towards her daughter and was also smart enough to play Aramantha. Whenever she'd order him to bed Eirwen, he'd cunningly deny Aramantha in a way that stroked her vanity.

"Why would I want to bed her, with her scars and flaws, when I could bed you?" He'd reply, kissing Aramanthas hand. The last 50 years it seemed to work. Until last night, when it didn't.

Aramantha was livid that her orders to kill Eirwen was ignored by the Attor. Furious that Eirwen's beauty had yet again softened another heart- that of a monster- , she had ordered Rhysand to rape her daughter while she watched. Eirwen had blocked out as much as she could, dreaming of being out in the meadow back in her homeland, dancing with the druids. Feeling the sun on her face again, dreaming of a time her wings would lead her anywhere she wanted to go. Dreamt of finally being free.

It wasn't until she reached her room did she allow herself to break. Her sole friend in this hell had been forced to bed her. She cried for him, and cried for her.

She heard a thud, then the clack of claws on stone, then a snout nuzzled her matted hair, smelling her.

"HI Ryuu." She whispered brokenly, "Miss me boy?"

The large dire wolf grunted in response and lay its head on her shoulder. Reaching up, she scratched behind his ears, feeling him relax.

They stayed like that until the Attor came to fetch her.

#acotar #eris vanserra #azriel

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Where the Star Collide

A winged stranger suddenly appears in the dining hall of the House of Wind, speaking an unknown language. The Inner Circle takes her in and nurses her back to health. When she awakens, she challenges everything they think they know.

Chapter 1

The Fields of Glory’s wildflowers stretched across the horizon, and the scent of the cherry blossoms and iron filled the air. To Amirah, this place had been her paradise , a place of tranquility. The field lay in a valley between the mountains of Pal-Nor. The majestic mountain heads stretched above the clouds. On any usual day, the song of the Chorum bird would pierced the air, but today, today- she watched as her world burned. The battle had raged on for what seemed like an eternity to the Princess of the First born. Her people had been taken by surprise in the middle of the night. Theyd gotten the women and children to safety beyond the barrier and sealed it, the men stayed to buy their families some time. Amirah, Mora and Neela stayed behind to fight with their mates. Many of her kinsmen had already fallen before the King during the battle- including her sisters Mora and Neela, and her twin brother Kanik. Their body's still lay where they had fallen. She and her husband Colandr had been brought before the King. Her left wing throbbed and hung losely from its joint, her body ached from the beatings. In her weakened state, she was no match for the King or his soldiers. She looked to her husband, he was missing one of his honey colored eyes, his black wings had been ripped off his back leaving a mangled wound that was still bleeding profusely.

“You have refused to give me what I want” the man on the makeshift throne said.

Her husband raised his head, "I have no idea where Korchei's Gate is. Nor do I know how to open it to travel worlds." Lies.

The man turned to her, “Tell me Princess, or you and your mate will die.” Tears ran down her face as she shook her head, wincing at the pain the movement caused.

The red haired woman at the kings right hand bared her teeth at Amirah. The war had changed Amaratha into a cruel monster. She had once been her best friend, but they'd both chosen different sides. And it pained her.

He sighed and shook his head. He glanced at the soldier and nodded. They seized her and forced her to stand. The man wrapped a hand around her throat and held a knife to her stomach.

Colandr, I love you, my moon and stars. I'll see you in the Land beyond the stars.

“Tell us or your wife shall die” the King barked to her husband.

“Please spare her,” he begged, struggling against his chains. "She's your daughter."

The king shrugged "So were Neera and Mora, you all chose to betray me. Your KING."

I won't let you die Amirah. He told her. She felt his resolve and realized what he planned to do.

No, no Colandr, please. Don't make me live in a world you aren't in please. Don't sacrifice yourself. She begged him.

Black dots clouded her vision as blinding hot pain shot through her stomach and she cried out feeling the knife peirce her.

“Noo!” an inhuman roar ripped from her husband's Colandr’s mouth as he struggled against his chains.

From her side, she felt her blood flow down her body. The soldier removed the knife, then stabbed it into her again. She screamed in pain as she heard Colandr voice start chanting the spell. Tendrils of white light snaked their way around her body and she cried out.

Colandr please

I love you my sun, moon and stars he whispered

I love you too She thought as he sunk to his knees. An inhuman roar ripped again from his throat as he used all his magic to winnow her away.

The darkness surrounded her and a voice whispered Where do you want to go?

I want to be with my mate she replied.

She was barely conscious when the world changed around her. Looking through bloodied eyes, she saw a dining hall, with figures around a table. 2 winged males and 1 blond female in red. She felt her knees buckle underneath her, and she sank to the floor. She heard a shout and felt arms wrap around her. She met the honey colored eyes of the man that held her, "Col-," she whispered as the darkness overcame her.

#acotar #azriel #fanfic

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