Spring Court / Cassian & Nesta / Main Port of Prythian
Spring Court
Tamlin dismissed the servant who left the breakfast tray in the bedroom, his wife still, laid on the bed, he carefully putted her sit, using his own body as a support to the woman lean.
Her body was slight warm, the male brought the tray closer to her, only a few millimeters to touch her pregnant abdomen, he took a glass with the potion, handing it close to her lips.
She was so weak. As the last slip of the potion was made, she seemed slightly better.
“How are the kids?” she hadn’t leave the bed in the last few days.
“The same as yesterday.” His lips in a thin line, “Not better, nor worst.” Her symptoms appeared one day after their children had a mild fever, since then, the woman got worst as the weeks passed. The blond haired male helped her to eat, taking the spoon to her mouth, “The ships will be ready tomorrow.” He said hoarsely.
She chewed her food slowly, saying as she finally swallowed, “Does anyone – anyone – knows how much time this curse will last?”
The High Lord shook his head, “I am sorry, Alene.” His throat trembled.
She grabbed his free hand, rubbing her thumb on his fingers, “I want you to live.” Alene's eyes meet his, “If you realized that passed too much time…” she swallowed, “I want you to move on from me.” He shook his head, lips in a thin line, eyes wet, “And live, to see our kids already grown, in a adult age.” Tears falling from her eyes, and his. “Promise me.”
He putted his arms around her, hugging her body while he cried, burying his face on her hair, he couldn’t answer.
“Promise me.” She said again.
Tamlin took a deep breath, “I want you to do the same, in the New Lands.” A lightly nod from her, followed by a soft kiss made by him. “I promise.”
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Cassian & Nesta
Cassian held his son on his arms, Nesta was at his side, none of them were able to sleep at night, Remiel was crying all the time, the potion had only slight effects as he got worse.
The outside of the house was silently, females and children were moved to the extreme South of Prythian, at the West corner on the Human Lands, where the ships would leave,
There was no humans left in there, most of them died by the disease, the lucky ones ran to the Continent, as Feyre said, Amren otherwise, told Nesta about Tarquin's explorers reporting those ships in the New Lands.
With the recent mild attack at the Summer, Winter and Dawn Courts made by ships from Hybern and more movements in the Continent, it would be risk to any ship from Prythian to navigate close to their waters. Besides that, with all the ships and High Lords in one place, it would be easier to put glamour under them.
Cassian caressed the crying baby's hair, his fingers trembling, Nesta checked the small suitcase with Remiel's clothes, a few push toys, and two letters.
Their baby's wings were extremely dry, at the point that there were some parts of the skin had cracks and bleed, he had a difficult breathing, and lost most of his weight.
They were waiting for Azriel to show up, warning when the embarking process would start. Nesta would winnow them to the recently made Main Port of Prythian, since she was still able to do it, and they wanted to stay with their son in peace as long as possible before putting him in the ship.
A few hours later, when the baby had finally calmed down, Azriel arrived, the shadowsinger's face softened as he saw the both Faes' expression.
“It is time.” He said.
Cassian kissed his son's forehead before handing him to Nesta, took the small suitcase and held her hand, he nodded at Az before Nesta winnow them.
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Main Port of Prythian
The place was full of people, High Faes and Lesser Faes that couldn’t fight, most of them were mothers carrying their children, waiting to enter in a ship.
The Peregryn Legion that would guard the ships were inside the Dawn Court's tent, waiting for the last ship to set off, they would not only protect the ships, but also make sure that none of them get lost in the way to the New Lands.
At the moment, the Summer Court ships were the first to be filled by people, since they would lead the other Courts' to the right place.
Tarquin, Varian and Cresseida walked to the first ship, where the main explorer was. The female hugged her young brother, then her cousin, there were a few tears on her cheeks.
“Take care of them.” Tarquin said holding her hand.
She nodded, tighten the grip, and grabbed her brother's hand, “You both take care of each other, and of the ones who will stay.” She kissed both of the males' brows, then hugged each one of them before walking to the ship.
The next ships were from the Spring Court,
Tamlin kissed Alene's lips, then each one of his kids' forehead, their older daughter hugged him tightly. The woman and kids had to be helped to enter in the ship by their servants.
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As the last Autumn Court's ship were being filled by people, Beron sent his second son, to make sure at least one of his heirs stay alive, since his other three sons would stay. His wife also had decided to stay.
The next ships were from the Winter and Dawn Court. Viviane kissed her mate before she and her son entering on their first ship, her sister had promised to Kallias as one solitary tear fell from his left eye that she would take care of them, and the baby that would come.
Thesan's nephews and niece, were already in the ship with Ruffia, the High Lord held his husband’s hand tightly, the captain knew that the male on his side was holding the tears, just like himself.
Then the Day Court's ships were filled, followed by the arrival of Night Court's. At the moment Nesta had winnowed to inside her sister's tent, a heartbeat later Azriel arrived at their side.
“You both will go.” Feyre said to her son and daughter.
“We are not kids.” Kailu said to his mother.
“Yes, you aren’t, but our magic is being affected, the chances of a next and worst attack happen are big. With no magic we-” she glanced at Rhysand “won’t be able to protect you both properly.” she touched her son's shoulder, “You and your sister are heirs, we want you both protected for the good of our Court.”
Kailu hugged her tightly, Danika was almost rolling her eyes we she felt a texturized hand on her shoulder. She turned her head to the shadowsinger behind her.
“You will enter in that ship.” He said low, as they both walked closer to Nesta and Cassian. “It is dangerous for you to stay here, we need you to stay safe.” He said as he thought in the possibility of she trying to stay.
The girl looked at his hazel golden eyes, sincerity on them, then at her aunt's stare, Danika lips pressed in a thin line, she looked vacantly at Azriel's side as if Elain was there, her aunt who couldn’t left the house at this day for feeling extremely sick.
“Please, Danika.” Nesta said, dragging Danika back to the reality.
The young female's eyes were wet, she hugged Azriel, he slowly pressed his arms around her.
“I remember when I was young, and it was late of night, I would wake up and start crying, no one would come except for you, or your shadows, sometimes you would make cute shadow animals to me, until I wasn’t afraid of darkness anymore.” She pressed her face against his chest “Thank you, uncle.” She whispered so only him would hear, Azriel dropped a kiss in the top of her head before she walked to Cassian and hug him. “When you found me in the florest…” Danika couldn’t finish her sentence as her tears came harder, Cassian tighten his arms around her, resting his forehead in the top of her head, before dropping a lightly kiss.
The girl walked to Nesta, the thought was on her mind, but she couldn’t say, couldn’t thank the female for comforting her after Cassian brought her to their house, how many times Nesta talked to her, or when the adult female held her hand while she cried.
Nesta handed Remiel to Danika, hugging her as the baby was on her niece’s arms, “Take care of him.” Nesta kissed her son’s forehead, then did the same with the girl.
“Aren’t you coming?” She asked taking the small suitcase from Cassian's hand.
“I can’t. I can be tracked by them…” Nesta touched her niece's shoulder, the girl held her tears, carefully hugging her aunt and kissing her right cheek.
The girl took a deep breath, “I will take care of him. I promise.”
Nesta nodded at her, leading the girl to the outside of tent, where Emerie found them.
“Devlon won’t admit, neither the other Camp Lords, but if it wasn’t by the unclipped females, taking everyone here would take longer and let the camps unprotected.” She said glancing at the illyrian females carrying their children to the third ship, her gaze found Cassian and Nesta's eyes, the winged female touched Nesta's shoulder “I will take care of them.”
Nesta's lips pressed in a thin line “Thank you.”
Emerie hugged her, then putted her arm around Danika's shoulders, “Come on.” She whispered to the girl.
Feyre silently watched Danika walking to the ship while her son hugged and talked to Rhysand, she realized that girl would miss Azriel, Elain, Cassian and Nesta more than herself and Rhys. The High Lady wouldn’t put the fault of it on the girl, Danika had spent more time of her childhood with Azriel and Elain than herself and Rhysand.
“Mor.” Rhysand called for his cousin as his son walked towards the ship, the blond female was at her wife's side, holding her hand. “Go with them.” The female opened her mouth, analyzing the violet eyed male, her lips pressed in a thin line, “Please.” He said, she nodded, walking to the ship with her wife.
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As the last ship set sail, the Peregryns took flight. Cai kissed Thesan before snapping his own wings.
The High Lords walked to the pier, where they covered the ships and Peregryns with glamour, they would stay unseen for a long time.
Cassian and Nesta were close to the Night Court’s tent, holding each other’s hand, the winged male took a deep breath, he turned his gaze to Nesta, tightening the grip on her hand.
“I want to go home.” His voice failed in the last word, but she understood what was said, winnowing a heartbeat later