chapter five

510 10 7
                                    

Feyre

Everyone silently stared at the young Queen of Terrasen for a few solid minutes.

Gods.

To go through all that so young and still even have a heart. Suddenly, my life and journey seemed so insignificant beside hers, I didn't want to share it.

Instead, I looked at Rhys, say something, I urged him.

He coughed, "We can find a way to send you back to Erilea tommorow. For now, can we offer you a place to sleep and some food?"

Aelin glanced at her cousin for a second, then at Rowan, "Food would be lovely." She smirked.

We all walked to Rita's, since Mor insisted it was the best place to meet new people.

We chatted for the entire night, drinking bottle after bottle and laughing at the smallest things, neither party revealing more than they needed too.

I knew it would take a while for these foreigners to trust us, but I wanted to know who these bizarre people were and what trouble they had brought with them.

Until then, we could party.

Hii, so I know this chapter is so über short and I really apologize for that but I haven't had any time to do anything lately.

Xoxo.

A Court Of Thrones And GlassWhere stories live. Discover now