Winter Court / Meeting room / Cassian & Nesta
Winter Court
The three pale skinned High Faes were taken to the rooms where they would spend the night, Viviane had insisted on spending a few minutes in there before the meeting started.
"This way," said the servant as he opened the door.
Kallias nodded in thanks as he entered the room, as soon as the door was closed Viviane ran to the bathroom where she started to vomit, the male left his son in the bed, going to his mate, holding her long hair in a ponytail until she finished.
He knelt at her side, resting a hand on her back “What is wrong, Viv?”
“I think I am pregnant.” She said being helped to stand up.
The male's eyes became wide in surprise “How?” he blinked, eyes shinning “We just had Arion…”
“I don’t know” she smiled “I guess it is a miracle” he smiled at her back, leaving a lightly kiss on her forehead.
Their moment got interrupted by a female voice “Summer and Day court just arrived” Viviane's sister walked to the bathroom with her nephew on her arms.
“Thanks, Salena” Kallias replied
The female lifted a brow “Did I interrupted anything important?” her sister rubbed her own belly “What?” she tilted her head “Are you…?”
“Yes.” Viviane cut her off.
Salena eyes suddenly became wide while she smiled, then turned her gaze to the little boy “You will have a little sibling” she said lively as the youngling seemed to not understand properly “Also, Thesan reserved a room for the kids, would you like to leave him there or keep him on this room with me?”
Kallias turned his eyes to Viviane “What do you think?”
“I think it is a good opportunity for him to socialize, and as you are part of this Court, we will need you during the meeting”
Salena replied “I will bring him there” she walled outside the chambers, following a servant, until the child's room, where a female fae took Arion, leaving him close to Thesan's nephews.
“Hi, little baby” Thesan's niece said to Arion, walking close to him “Would you like tea?”
Salena chuckled, walking to the meeting room.
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Meeting Room
The High Lord of the Spring Court walked though the hall, his wife at his left side holding their 4 sons, the 8 years boy walked with a hand on his mother's right elbow, in the same arm she used to carry her 1 year old baby, while she held on her left hand the 6 and 4 years old boys.
At the golden haired male right side, his 12 years old daughter held his hand and wrist tightly enough to make he feel pain due to her long sharp nails, identical to his own, she was nervous about what was happening on their Court, he lightly shook his arm, a silent command to make stop burying her nails on him.
The girl was identical to him, mostly thanks to her golden hair and green-emerald eyes, while her brothers got the same brown-reddish and dark eyes hair as their human mother, she also had pointer ears if compared to the boys.
The kids were took by a servant to the room with other kids, Tamlin, his wife and court walked into the chamber, were the Summer, Day, Winter and Dawn Courts were already at their places, the Night Court seemed to have just arrived, the golden haired male didn’t look at them, as he directed all of his attention to Thesan, who announced his Court arriving and welcomed him and his wife.
The Spring Court took their seats as everyone waited for Autumn Court arrive, the High Lord glanced at the brown-reddish woman, who looked around, her eyes stopped at one of the Peregryns soldier, her armor shinning with the light coming from the window, then her gaze turned to the reflection pool.
“That is so pretty” She whispered to him, while looking at the exotic fishes, the male curved his lips in a light smile at her, he was about to say something when Beron arrived.
The Autumn Court's High Lord was being followed by his sons, his wife on his side, she scanned the room during the walk toward the seat, between the Day and Night Court, in a heartbeat her eyes encountered Helion's, she quickly turned her eyes to Tamlin and his wife, she didn’t show any emotion and her gaze lowed to the pool as her husband started to talk.
“Now I understand why you got a human wife, Tamlin” he pointed to her 6 months pregnant belly “16 years together and you got 5 children, soon to be 6”
Tamlin placed second shield around her, gently gripping her wrist “Keep your thoughts to yourself, Beron” he said calm, icily, Beron's eyes narrowed.
“The reason for this meeting, please” Helion took their attention as he folded a ankle over his knee.
“You are part of the ones who summoned this meeting.” The Autumn Court's High Lord replied
“Of course, we all have news, except for you” Rhysand said, wings tucked in tighter, Tamlin glanced at him, Feyre at his side, their young adult son and the teenager daughter close to the blonde female, behind them the illyrian warrior of the blue siphons.
Beron rested his hands on the table “And those news are?”
“Suspicious movement from our neighbors in Hybern and Continent” Thesan said on his deep and rich voice “Noticed mostly by Peregryn and Illyrian legions.”
“We tried to infiltrate spies but, it seems that they both have spells that prevents any of them to get too close” Rhysand complemented.
Tamlin lifted a brow “What kind of spell?” he heard rumors once, about something unknown…
“Blood spell” Helion answered “Banned in Prythian, but not in the Continent, or Hybern, of course. Any acknowledge we had about it got burned during Amarantha reign” he ran a finger over his chin, spells outside Prythian were hard for him to break it, even with the fact he is a High Lord, the source of their magic is slightly different, so a well made one like Vassa's, required him time, the day he finally figured out how to break it, he almost got his power drained.
Tarquin asked “What kind of movements they are doing?” his voice deep, focused.
“Looks like a army.” Thesan kept his stare at the Summer Court “And navy organization, we don’t about what it is bout, neither what they plan to do.”
“We must wait for now.” Feyre said to no one in special “Keep the eyes open, and let our armies ready to anything”
A few seconds of silence, broken by the High Lord of the Winter Court “What about the second topic?”
“Yes,” Tamlin said, his wife grabbed his hand
“There is a disease, killing humans and roughly affecting fae children, only a few of them survive. It started a few months ago, most of humans in at their lands in South perished. We suspect the first one to get sick, among all the affected, was a male youngling, who used to live our on East Coast, the second, a baby fae at the West, close to the Coast.”
“We noticed something similar, on our Coasts” Viviane glanced at Tamlin “It started a week ago”
Tarquin intertwined his fingers “Our cases started 2 months ago”
“Same” Eris rubbed a hand over his hair, his father only glanced at him “Any cases at the Solar Courts?”
“None” Helion replied in a vacant stare.
Thesan took a slip of tea recently handed by one of his servants “No reports.”
Rhysand shook his head.
Helion and Thesan discussed about it, they both agreed on starting a search about this disease, details would be discussed later.
One of the Spring Court members handed a stack of documents about this disease, as Tamlin was the first High Lord to notice, he compiled several details, data from healers, who were unable to properly cure it, symptoms, age rates, isolation on the sick ones- he drifted it to Helion, who waved a hand and snapped his fingers, which made copies appear in front of every single one chair.
With the silence in the chamber, while the stacks were leafed, it became of common sense that the disease could be related with the suspicions movements from their neighbors, Tarquin ran his eyes over the pages until the last one, when finishing he used the silence as opportunity to talk.
"Our explorers discovered new lands at the South, they weren’t able to see everything but it seems to be a new continent.” He said handing the stack at Cresseida.
“And the point of your report?” Beron asked.
“The brief contact my explorers had with their society revealed humans and all kind of faes living together, they are also open to have more contacts with us.” Tarquin glanced at Varian, who lightly nodded.
“Hybern is allied to the Continent, we should ally with someone as well” Feyre rested her hand on Rhysand's wrist.
Beron stared at her “Those lands are in South, they are probably allied to Continent humans”
“The human lands at the Continent slaughtered their half-breeds after The War” Helion brought a hand to his thigh “Now with the Wall's restoration, the hunt to any kind with point ears is allowed.” He rested both of his feet on the floor “Even if they have some kind of covenant, I suppose it is tenuous.”
The discussion stayed for awhile, Tarquin would keep his exploration, see if he could get more information from the South Continent, Kallias and Viviane kept reading the informations about the disease. While Thesan, Helion and Tamlin decided to discuss about their plans about the disease a on the next day.
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Cassian&Nesta
Nesta woke up with a wing over her torso, she gently pushed it away, she looked around the room illuminated by the light of the morning, Cassian was sleeping right close to her.
She rose up from the large bed made to accommodate wings, her gaze fell on the warrior’s head, his hair tangled. When was the last time he combed his hair? She took one of her brushes, knelt on the bed, getting closer to him, then started to gently brush his hair lengthen below his shoulders. The female realized he had woke up when his wings tucked, but he keep a space between them, so she could finish what she was doing.
“Morning” Cassian said when she stopped, turning his face to look at her
“Your hair looked like a nest” She rose up, followed by him, placing the brush at the dressing table.
“I am glad you fixed the problem” he walked past her, dropping a kiss at the top of her head.
She rolled her eyes as he grinned at her, the illyrian walked to the kitchen where he started to prepare the breakfast, soon Nesta arrived with a sleepy baby on her arms, she walked to the window, opening the curtains, so the child would get some sunlight.
The High Fae looked through the glass, she saw Emerie landing close to their door, her wings still scared, but unclipped, she could see Nesta, who just nodded in a greeting and opened the door.
“I have reports” she said handing a few leafs of paper to the brown-golden haired one
“Do you want breakfast?” Cassian asked loud while he cooked in a pan.
“I will have to refuse this time.” She answered, then tapped Nesta's shoulder “I have to go back to my store, and how is Remiel?”
“Good, and sleepy” Nesta's lips curved in a light smile, Emerie chuckled.
“Good.” She walked out the house, closing the door behind her.
Nesta sat in the kitchen's table, reading the report about unclipped wings, the numbers of females who had their wings fixed increased significantly if compared to the last few years. The memory came into her mind, when she and Cassian asked to healers if it was possible to unclippe wings, most of them refused to answer, except for a female one. Emerie asked to try on her, the healer warned that the scar would remain, but did the procedure anyway, let her unconscious and reopened the wounds, making the winged female's tendons and muscles heal properly. In a few months she was flying again.
They wanted to make procedure to be accessible to any female who wish to fly again, Devlon resisted at the beginning, but gave in to the idea as more girls joined to the training camp. Since then, more and more females are having their wings unclipped.
“How are the numbers on the unclipped?” he asked handing two plates on the table
“Good.” She answered, the baby opened his eyes, then started to cry, Cassian took him as Nesta started to eat, in a few minutes he was back.
“Baby clean.” He sat in the chair, holding his son on his left arm, using the right one to hold the fork “What about the clipped ones?” he asked chewing.
“At this camp, none. But outside, decreased” Nesta rose up, taking the juice's jar and glass cups, that Cassian let in the balcony.
“It is better than the last year.” He said as she served the juice on the cups, handing them close to each plate, the winged male glanced at the baby trying to move his own wings
“You are so small and wants to fly already?” he said in a high pinched voice.
Nesta pressed her lips trying to hid her smile
“I hope that he won’t smack his head on the ceiling when he gets older”
“I got my head stucked in the ceiling once” Cassian rubbed a hand on his hair, Nesta chuckled as she chew her food.