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[prythiansfuture]

Cormac's nickname is Cor, but only Anonna and his parents can call him that. Anyone else tries, and he'll kill them.

[prythiansfuture]

Astraea's favorite color is purple.

Callan's is dark green.

Aurora's is orange.

Azalea's is pink

Celeria's is blue

Bianca's is red

Lucianna's is black

Anonna's is yellow

Cormac's is gold, which he will vehemently argue is not yellow.

[prythiansfuture]

"Before we were born, your father helped Feyre Cursebreaker escape the Spring Court through these lands... our grandfather was still High Lord, but my father learned a lesson. Never let anything in or out of the Autumn Court. We'd never make it out." Anonna said it was frustrating but true.

"I appreciate your optimism, though."

"My father would never allow it." Anonna felt embarrassed to say it, but it was true. Leaving the Autumn Court was not an easy feat, especially if she left to visit her father's half brother and his family.

"It's a nice thought, though."

[prythiansfuture]

Callan didn't stop until he'd reached the other end of the city, as far from the home of the High Lord and High Lady as he could get.

His mate was the daughter of the High Lord of Spring, Callan knew that he shouldn't blame others for what their parents had done, but everyone knew of the atrocities that the High Lord of Spring had committed on his own people and Callan's family.

But even here, clear across the city, he could not escape the pull of the mating bond.

"Mother, help me."

@fleetwoodfantasy gets a starter from Callan for their new muse Elvira

An emergency meeting of the Inner Circle was rare. But either way, when the High Lord and High Lady called a meeting you came no questions asked.

Stepping into the meeting room at the River house, Callan was instantly aware of the tension in the room.

His mother and aunts seemed tense and uneasy. But before he could ask what was wrong he noticed a figure he did not recognize.

A High Fae Female with fiery red hair, who frankly looked like she'd been through hell. The moment Callan saw this mysterious female, something inside him sparked. It took a moment to realize what had happened, but eventually it came to him.

Mating bond. This unknown female was his mate.

He looked around to see if anyone else had noticed, but before he could figure out if anyone else knew he'd just laid eyes on his mate, Rhysand started the meeting, seemingly as grim as Callan had ever seen him.

[linnylooo]

“I understand you weariness of me, I do…but my lady, I am nothing like him. What he did was horrible..the things he did..I wish I could make up for all of them, but I know I can’t…all I can do is prove my loyalty and trust to you, and your high lord.” Elvira insisted. “Just please, don’t turn me away..I’m asking for your help, so please don’t make me go back to him…I merely escaped, now I have no plan..”

Her red hair glistened as she stared at the members of the inner circle, taking in each and every fae in front of her. It was intimidating, being in a room with such power. Her own power thrummed deep within her..something unknown and undiscovered, besides her spring abilities. Powers she inherited from her mothers side, wherever she was…

@fleetwoodfantasy gets a starter from Callan for their new muse Elvira

An emergency meeting of the Inner Circle was rare. But either way, when the High Lord and High Lady called a meeting you came no questions asked.

Stepping into the meeting room at the River house, Callan was instantly aware of the tension in the room.

His mother and aunts seemed tense and uneasy. But before he could ask what was wrong he noticed a figure he did not recognize.

A High Fae Female with fiery red hair, who frankly looked like she'd been through hell. The moment Callan saw this mysterious female, something inside him sparked. It took a moment to realize what had happened, but eventually it came to him.

Mating bond. This unknown female was his mate.

He looked around to see if anyone else had noticed, but before he could figure out if anyone else knew he'd just laid eyes on his mate, Rhysand started the meeting, seemingly as grim as Callan had ever seen him.