Game of Prythian

Chapter Fifteen

You abandoned me. I rubbed my eyes with my hand. Morrigan sat across from me, my brothers by my side. I didn't know which of them would stab me first. They heard our argument, for the first time in a long time I truly, royally, fucked up. I thought back, recalled those first three months when Feyre had been in Spring Court.

I heard nothing, dips of silence, anger. But most importantly a sadness that I couldn't place. Because most of the time there was happiness floating through the link, and love, a love that told me she was happy with him.

And then the third month it was announced that Tamlin proposed, and feyre Cursebreaker agreed to marry him. I finally took my hand from my face and stared my family in the face. Cassian snarled, "She beg-"

Amren burst through the doors, "Don't kill him just yet." Cassian's face was a rage that was mostly found by his enemies on the battlefield. Amren cut them all off and said, "There are wards around the estate, they control what daemati from the outside feel and see. They can only work for one person, and have to be drawn in zed person's blood."

Good hell. I held my head in my hands. I left her, I abandoned her. She was so thin and tiny compared to the strong human girl he first met. It looked like she hadn't been outside in months, and she hadn't.

I left her.

It was Azriel who said, "There was no way we could have known." He continued with an icy rage. "Even my spies were fooled."

Mor asked, "Az can you see if your spies can see how many letters were changed by Tamlin?" I felt my brother fold back into his shadows. He would go himself this time.

I looked up and met the gaze of my second. She declared, "Stop your sulking, we didn't know. Neither did she."

"And yet we never bothered to check on her did we?" I chuckled darkly. The silence was answer enough that I failed her. I failed so horribly she'd hate me for eternity. She'd hate me for the rest of our immortal existence.

Cassian set a hand on my shoulder, "We can help her now." I shook my head and said, staring at the ground, "She's Tamlin's bride now, we can't do anything. If we just take her Tamlin will go after Kana."

And Kana was barely alive. No, she was alone in a giant manor, full of silence. Full of her own thoughts, let alone poisoned. Kana and feyre had both been abandoned, and the weight of it was starting to crush me already.

Amren said, "We could find Feyre's mate." A pang in my heart knew what my second was telling me. I shook my head, "We can't force her to do anything, we don't know what Tamlin has already made her do."

Mor snarled, "If that bastard-" Az reappeared and set three boxes of letters down in front of me. "These are the ones Feyre tried to send. Tamlin burned the ones that came from the outside."

My head dipped back to the floor. The boxes disappeared, Cassian's grip on my shoulder tightened. Az said, "I've already reassigned most of my spies to Spring Court, if Tamlin tries anything we will know about it."

I nodded, and stood up from my chair. "I need to go make sure Kana isn't dead yet."

Mor followed me, "I'll go with you." I didn't feel like arguing with her. I knew Kana would enjoy the light Mor would bring anyways. I nodded, and winnowed the two of us to the front of the Archeron manor.

Mor blinked, "They're fucking rich." I snorted, and walked inside the gates. "Kana is very good at her job. And their father is known as the Prince of Merchants, he's the best human marchant in the whole world."

Mor followed me inside greedily. I found Kana in the rocking chair she was always in, the one in the sitting room Feyre had painted before she left. It was the only thing she had left of her sisters.