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Youll be lucky, my darling, if we even have enough left of you to burn, she said and again, no one called out. His actions to have me spare her proved his ardent love for Feyre. But he could rectify that now, could give her the courage she needed to stand up and defeat Amarantha at last. But that all changes when Azriel somehowfinds an old photograph book containing an a large quantity of baby pictures. In magical duals they are an unstoppable force, yet they never abuse their power. Language: English Words: 1,308 Chapters: 1/1 Unbeknownst to him, his destiny was bargained away a thousand years ago by an ancestor. 'I'll be out in a minute' came the strangled reply. He winnows to Feyre and is thinking only of her safety first before he finds the bastards that dared to harm. - But then his hand pins her wrists down. And that wasnt counting the number Cassian and Azriel had taken care of in my absence. Well see if I can do more before ACOWAR comes out. Years after the events of the series, Ophelia Archeron finds herself torn between her responsibilities to her court and the people she loves after the emergence of a long-forgotten enemy. My mate. One hundred sixty eight hours. I wondered what they had done with the bodies, if theyd bothered to bury them properly in Illyrian fashion or had left them to rot in the snow. Thanks anon! Though one time Feyre wrote an extremely provocative note to Rhysand that resulted in the Slytherin almost ruining his potion during class! Two weeks is all the time he has to convince the Crazed Beast to save their people. . If you ask me, though, given your history with murdering our kind, I do believe Im offering you a gift.. It will be okay because at least the last thing he will remember before he slips into eternity will be the color of her eyes, the feel of her skin. Feysand fanfic by Everything4books 216K 2.4K 40 Completed~Life after the war was not the same for anyone, especially the inner circle. My mate. But years later when everyone is starting to heal, Rhys and Feyre get a little sur. He winnows to Feyre and is thinking only of her safety first before he finds the bastards that dared to harm. "Get up." Feyre turned in bed, completely ignoring the fact that she should probably listen to him since it was his bed, and glared at the man in front of her. I felt Feyre's disappointment wash over the bond at how weak I was. @ Countdown Anon: I love you. The midday sun as I waited for her felt glorious and I was the only one just then who knew it. Was researching last night and thought this passage from ACOTAR after Feyre sits with the faerie who dies after losing his wings was a great compliment to Rhyss quote: Feyre, [Tamlin] said - softly enough that I faced him again. And he had not crawled into her mind and put the idea there, it was as real and true as it was hard for Tamlin to understand. And never once did our gaze break in those few seconds as I knew I loved her more than anything. When Feyre and Rhysand tuck their son into bed, they read him a story each night without fail. And Feyre stumbled back looking wide-eyed with shock into the eyes of Tamlin - the real Tamlin, kneeling before her waiting for the dagger at his side.