Hewn City / Day Court / Autumn Court
Hewn City
Lucien walked towards the meal room, it was morning and the servants would serve the breakfast in the there, he dragged a hand through his red hair, thinking about the last night, during the starfall, when Elain held his face, the shine on her eyes…
He shook his head, which put his thoughts back in place while passing by the door frame, stepped to his usual chair, the one which let his back to the window, taking the sunlight as he sat.
The male’s eyes surveyed the dark table, the plates with food, he took his plate and served himself, took a chocolate roll, a piece of vanilla pie, and a few pancakes.
He took a forkful from the pie, then did the same on the roll, which was good, not as good as his mother used to do but still tasteful. The red haired took a mug, poured the black coffee, then two small spoons of cream and sugar, mixed, then took a slip.
Lucien kept slowly eating the breakfast, took a second piece of pie before looking at the female with gold brown hair passing by the door.
“Good morning.” He smiled at her without showing the teeth.
Elain smiled back, “Good morning.”, she said crossing the room, taking the seat beside Lucien, the male hid his surprise as she usually sat in the chair opposite to his, “How are your eyes?”
“Good, now that there is not dust on them anymore. I just can not say the same about my hair as I keep finding some glittering grains even after washing 4 times.” He said humorously, his gaze ran to his mug, where he took a small slip before taking a forkful of pancakes.
“I can say the same about my hair.” She let escape a low chuckle, the male didn’t hide his amusement face. There was a second of silence, followed by the sound of her putting croissants on her plate, “I was wondering for awhile, if you don’t mind, but why do you don’t appear during the other meals? You come only during the breakfast.”
Lucien swallowed the food on his mouth, taking another small slip of coffee before answering, “During the other meals the others are here, I mean, I don’t feel comfortable where all my movements are being watched by someone, while others look at me weird, or when Feyre has this pity look every time she look at me.” He rubbed his own hands, the only person who would come during the breakfast besides him was Elain, sometimes Nesta, but the older sister never said a word to him during it, always choosing a seat far from his and never took a longer time than 10 minutes, his gaze ran to Elain's face, “That is the face your sister does.” he said low, a bit humorously.
The corner of her lips curved upwards as her cheeks slightly blushed, “I am sorry.” She touched his lower arm, “About both things.” She squeezed the grip on him.
Lucien let escape a low laugh, “Please, don’t be.” He dragged a hand through his long hair as he felt the touch of her hand leaving him, after a few minutes of silence they started to chat about random topics while eating.
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Day Court
Helion opened his eyes as light entered on his room, he stretched his arms before sitting in the bed, which was full of books and reports, he had slept while searching about curses, re-reading the books about then or anything mentioning it. Also searched about blood-spells walls as Tarquin had warned him to exist a few kilometers away from his cost, soon Thesan confirmed the same, he sent a boat to confirm if there was it on his cost, which was soon confirmed.
He supposed it was around all Prythian, trapping them inside their lands. He looked for something he had missed in the last time reading, and also checking reports about the Underground, his people’s movement to there, and the positing of magical and alchemy artefacts to protection.
The male stood, walked to the bathroom, took a bath then changed clothes, putting a long light gray toga and a golden belt in the waist, started to brush his wet long oak silk hair, as he finished, the door was knocked.
“Reports.” Ziv said as Helion opened the door, the male rubbed his eyes before taking the papers on her hands, he turned to the bed, placing the stack of papers in a empty space in there, “And the answer from the High Lord of the Night Court.” she said walking in, going close to him.
He took the dark envelope, “What kind of answer?”
“Confirmation that he will come, but two hours later than you asked.” She said, her eyes surveying the bed, and then him, “You need to rest.”
Helion dragged a hand through his hair, “I already slept at night.” He took the letter, read, then walked to the white nightstand, where he dropped the envelope and letter.
“I mean real rest,” the female followed him, who stepped out the room, “Not sleeping through exhaustion, and for a few hours only.”
He kept in silence, walking towards the training room, “Do you need someone to listen your thoughts, my friend?” she asked worried
“Not for now.” He opened the training room's door, walking in, Ziv watched him take a sword, she took a deep breath, walking away from the room as he started to train.
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Autumn Court
Eris had just winnowed himself and his mother, his head still throbbing, but not enough to stop him from fight a few enemies around them before grabbing his mother's too bony wrist and winnowing again.
“Let me winnow us.” She said after minutes of silence while running, she didn’t ask questions as he had told her that they were going to their Northern Palace by orders from his father, even if the Palace was located were the enemies started to try a occupation hours ago.
“No, mother. You will need it later.” He said looking around, he could see already the first line of his father's soldiers, now he would need to be careful to not get caught by someone in the high rankings of the Autumn, or by any enemy.
The female only lifted her brows, her son used the sword to cut the neck of one soldier who had approached to them, then he held her slander hand, winnowing them a few times until getting inside the palace.
The place was slightly destroyed in the furniture, but he structure was intact, Eris put his sword back on his belt, rubbing his temples with both hands, his mother rubbed his back, as she always did since he was a young kid, when he felt sick or had some kind of a bad injury.
“Why she is here?” his fourth brother, who had just winnowed in front of them asked.
“Protect her.” The older ordered, Eris hated the fourth born, him likewise, he had always being closer to Beron, their father had made him closer, and was between the ones who tried to kill Lucien, the only one who survived. He is a fucking piece of shit, as Eris had thought several times, but at least the younger wouldn’t dare to even think about hurting their mother, and would properly protect her if needed.
His brother frowned his brows, but positioned himself in front of their mother, Eris walked fast towards the stairs, going to the penultimate floor, to the last reddish door in the corridor, where their official messenger birds where, he stepped to the desk, took a envelope, and a paper sheet, wrote a letter, signed his name, then putted in a envelope, closing it with golden orange wax then used the Court's seal, walked close to the bird's cage, opened it, the bird with red and orange leathers landed on his arm, he held up the envelope, which got taken by the bird almost instantly, he told to the bird where it must go before waving his arm towards the open window.