Nesta / Velaris / Summer Court
Nesta
She recognize the battle was over by the lack of sounds in the outside, it didn’t take too long to Feyre come back to the house.
“Who was attacking?” Nesta asked going close to her sister.
“We don’t know, not yet.” Feyre walked to the kitchen, washing the fresh blood on her hands and arms.
“Right, I have to go-”
“Wait.” Feyre called her older sister, “There is a disease-”
“I know it.”
“It took all the kids in the other courts.” Her sister’s eyes became wide
“What about this one?”
“We don’t know-”
“How you don’t?” Nesta said louder
Elain walked close to them, “What is going on?”
Nesta shook her head, “Why haven’t you told me earlier?” She waited a few seconds, but Feyre didn’t answer, Nesta frowned her brows, winnowing without saying a word.
oOo
Nesta arrived on her home, in the living room. She got a fright when her eyes found Amren.
“Don’t worry, I was taking care of him.” The red lips female quickly glanced at Danika “And her.”
“Where is Cassian?” Nesta walked close to her son, checking his small body, she touched his forehead.
“He went to the fight.”
“There was an attack here?”
“Yes.” Amren answered
Nesta walked out the house, she could see a thin line in the ground, where Amren shielded the place, she walked through the camp, a few wounded soldiers, and small structure damages, the attack was mild.
“He is there.” A soldier pointed to the headquarter, she nodded, speeding her steps, finding Cassian in the entrance.
He hugged her, “I tried to tell you through the bond but-” she raised her head, he looked at her facial expression “What happened?”
She told him through the bond, the attack in Velaris, the information about the disease, their son…“He is warm.”
Cassian walked inside the headquarter, warning the soldiers about the disease, then a few soldiers walked out in quick steps, Nesta knew that one of them had became a father recently.
Soon her mate was out, they both walked to their house, where they found their baby crying on Amren's arms, she rocked him while Danika was showing him a small plush.
“Try to breastfeed him.” The red lips female said as Nesta arrived.
“He is sick.” She took the baby on her arms, going upstairs.
“What are you talking-” Amren glanced at Danika, a silent order to make the girl stay in the living room while she went to upstairs, finding Nesta and Cassian on their room.
Nesta was sat in the bed breastfeeding her baby, Cassian was knelt on the floor at her side, since he was still on his armor and there was dirty on it.
Amren slowly walked to inside the room, “The Dawn and Day Courts are working in a potion about it, and today the High Lords made a second meeting, I will go back to your sister's house and ask her mate about it.” Her voice was low, she didn’t want to scary the baby.
Nesta nodded, her eyes full of worry, Cassian couldn’t take his eyes away from his son, who wasn’t even 1 year old.
Amren walked to the living room, “Come on, let’s go back.” She stared at Danika.
“I will be on my room.” She said before winnowing.
Amren clicked her tongue.
oOoOo
Velaris
“The potions will arrive here tomorrow, then I will order Danika to sent some to Illyria, since she loves to spent her time in there.” Rhysand said pacing.
Amren blinked slowly, “And about the attack?”
“According to the Azriel's spies, the Solar Courts got the mild ones, while the Seasonal got the harsh.”
Amren tilted her head as she heard more details about the synchronized attacks, when the High Lord was done she walked to her apartment, where she took the notepad in the nightstand close to her bed, the one she uses to talk with Varian.
She took a pen and wrote in the paper, asking if he was fine, she waited, resolved one of the puzzles on her desk before checking the notepad. Nothing. She waited more, until her patient vanished.
oOoOo
Summer Court
Amren winnowed to Adriata's palace, the place was full of wounded soldiers and civilians, healers struggling to fix injuries, she could see by the window, smoke coming from the city.
“He is there.” Cresseida took her attention
“Follow me.” The princess said, walking towards the infirmary, where seriously injured soldiers were.
Amren had barely entered in the place, she could see Varian, laid in a stretcher, the armor was already removed. There was blood under his clothes, mainly on his chest at the right side, his eyes were open.
“What happened?” the red lips female walked to the white haired male, grabbing his hand when she got close enough.
“He was fighting against two enemies when a third came and stabbed him twice, the knife had metal to the point until the edge, which made it able to break the armor, the blade was made of wood ash.” The princess said.
Amren rubbed her thumb in the back of his hand, his eyes found hers, a heartbeat later she stared at the healer, who had just arrived, he removed the Prince's shirt, and started the process of healing, which worked only on the small wounds.
“It is not closing” said the healer, Amren rested her hands on his chest, close to the open injuries, it made the wound close, but she frowned her brows as it didn’t get completely healed, “That is the best I could do, with help. Your lung is still damaged, be careful, and don’t fight until your body is completely healed.” The healer said before bandaging the Prince's chest and going to other soldier.
The dark haired female helped Varian to sit, “Are healing powers of everyone like this?” she asked Cresseida.
The princess nodded, “Also, our shields are weak. I suppose it is related to the disease.” She said helping Varian to rose up
“Shields are working in my Court.” Ameren putted Varian’s left arm around her shoulder.
Cresseida's eyes narrowed, holding her little brother’s right lower arm and elbow, “Well, we need to avail while winnowing is still possible.” Her face was calm even with the situation.
“We need to go to the dinning room.” Varian said, his voice falling.
“You need to rest.” Amren's gaze fell on him.
His eyes found hers, “It is important.”
“Let’s go.” Cresseida said, putting her younger brother's arm around her shoulders, “Or he will keep insisting.”
oOo
They walked into the oak dinning room, the High Lord was reading reports, when he saw the tree High faes, he glanced to the other people in the room “Leave us.” He stared at Varian, a bit of worry on them, the Prince just nodded as if saying he was fine.
Amren left Varian in the closest chair, Cresseida stayed at his side.
“I need to talk to you, as I supposed you would be the first one from a different Court to come here.” Tarquin opened a few maps in the table, the blood sparkled on his armor and white hair was already caked.
“What is that about?” the second command of the Night Court gave a step ahead.
“I heard that it was a simultaneous attack in Prythian, after the battle was over, and every single enemy soldier death or alive vanished, leaving a red smoke, I received it.” He showed her a envelope. “My navy, it is a warning about ships coming from Hybern.” He waved the envelope in the table “The sailors couldn’t see to where those ships were going, as a camouflage fell over them.” Tarquin sat in the chair close to him, signing to make Amren come closer, “For now, I don’t think a second emergence meeting would be possible, so I am writing...” the white haired male glanced at the pen and papers in the left edge of the table. “About plans….” He took a deep breath, his left arm was stiffly as he tried to move quickly.
“What plans?” Amren stared at the maps, one of them had the new lands in South.
“Evacuation plans.” His turquoise eyes had no light “If a next near attack happens, I don’t think we will be able to win, at least us from the Seasonal Courts. Those plans will save our citizens, if required.” Tarquin took a pen, pointing to the map closer to Amren. “The first evacuation, since we don’t know how much time this disease or better saying, curse, will stay on Prythian.”
“You want to send the population to the new lands?” the red lips female asked.
The High Lord nodded “My explorers saw a few ships from the human lands of the South of Prythian, full of people, families.”
“They were humans-” Amren lifted a brow, she had heard about humans going to the Continent, not the New Lands.
“I know, but there are Faes and High Faes in there, and since this disease can’t be cured, and is killing younglings, affecting our magic…” he dragged a hand through his long white hair “Especially our healing, this might be our only chance to save the weaks.” A pause “The second plan,” his lips were a thin line, “ Underground.” Tarquin opened a map, it was the map of Prythian showing a system of subterranean tunnels connected by underground cities “There aren’t ships enough to everyone, some might stay.”
Amren's brows frowned, he didn't need to say that for a well succeed evacuation with ships, the remnants of magic would be used on glamour to keep the ships unseen, and not reveal the trajectory, and it wouldn’t be possible to make any ship came back since the glamour would vanish with time.
“I will tell it to my High Lord, and Lady.” Was all the red lips female said, her time with Varian also made her know Tarquin as who he is.
She knew he cared a lot for his people, High Fae or Fae, even the humans in South. Varian told her, the shine on Tarquin's eyes when he found a place where High Faes, Faes and humans were living together, where Lesser Faes also had voice, his dream, the society he wanted, he still hasn’t got his objective on the Summer Court, but the advances he made were incredible. Humans were a bonus, Varian told her once, about how much curiosity Tarquin had about the human society, but the Continent wouldn’t allow faes, and the South of Prythian still feared them.
“Thank you.” Was all he said, Thesan, Tamlin and Kallias would probably agree with both plans, with Feyre and Rhysand’s agreement, the Helion and Beron would probably feel inclined to agree either.