Summary: Y/N is from the Court of Nightmares and the bond snapped for her and Azriel, but she doesn't want to leave.
Warning: Angst
There was only one thing you loved more than the stars, and that was your little sister, Asterin was five at that time, and you had grow her up, your parents never at home.
Your father, Alexei, was a Lord of the Court, so obviously you had been in the reunions the High Lord and Lady had offered all times, but you scaped at the moment you saw the opportunity.
And that was what you were gonna do the second you saw it, but while searching a way to scape you saw two beautiful hazel eyes that cached your attention. And it was at this moment that you knew something would change forever, something snapped.
The bond had snapped to both of you. A warm thread was in your chest, you could see it glow when you saw that eyes again, but you felt terrified when you realized what was about to happen.
Males in the Court of Nightmares where such dicks them all, all wanting the females to left their family to stay in their house and provide children to them, like if they were only good for that, and you hated it, cause you knew that the male would take you from your family and Asterin would be alone with your parents, the worst part was that she would have to be left with what your parents give her.
You have received hundreds of beatings from your father, most of them when your sister was born, like you had to take care of her at the exact moment she was born, and you did, but everything she did wrong was a strong beating to you later, and you had received all of them, not wanting your father to take retaliation on your little sister. She was only five for Cauldrons sake!
But when the male was Infront of you it was even worse than you thought. It wasn't just a fucking male, it was the fucking spymaster of the Night Court, the fucking shadowsinger, the damn Azriel.
Your father had hated him even more that the High Lord, he was the reason his mate was gone, in his eyes was like that, the reality was that she had tried to murder the High Lord and his cousin, Morrigan, and almost got the job done, but it didn't count to Alexeis eyes.
If he discovered it you would be in such a problem, you started hating this even more. You had wished for a mate before Asterins birth, but know you couldn't let her alone at her fortune.
"Don't, please don't, I can't do this" you plead, almost like a whisper.
@acotarnet event 8: alternate covers
I was his and he was mine, and we were the beginning and middle and end. We were a song that had been sung from the very first ember of light in the world.
Feyre: So how do you know when your sister has arrived? She just pops up out of nowhere sometimes.
Cass:*Walks past covered in red glitter and grumbles* She's done it again call Amren before I take the glitter and shove it down her throat.
Rhys:*Sighs* That's how.
Narcissa(OC):*Walks in smiling shaking glitter off of her wings* Heyy guyss.
Cass:*Pounces for her*
Cass and Narcissa:*Rolling around on the ground a blur of wings, red glitter and weapons*
Narcissa: Fucking Illyrian babies! *bites Cass's ankle*
Feyre and Rhysand: *Walk away slowly*