#Elain? an eerie creepy cauldron babe? YES

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Timeloop snippet

“If you are so eager to take risks,” Eris hissed, and it was in that that Lucien could perceive the true worry, heat where Eris had made a whole lying life of feigned cold indifference, “I could use your help in Autumn.”

  Elain wandered out of the closet, skirts lifted in both hands. Walked right up and paused close, near as familiarity. “Hello Eris.”

  Lucien fought the urge to rub his aching temples. “You two know each other?”

  Elain smiled. It did not quite reach her eyes. “Oh, we’ve never met. I told Feyre an hour ago I was going to ask you to dance with Nesta.”

  Lucien opened his mouth, but Eris beat him to it, with his own dangerous smile. “Did you?”

  In a rustle, the sheer bulk of lace chiffon that made it difficult for Elain to even walk settled back to the floor. Eris, like her motion was his motion, all one action, caught her suddenly free, offered hand without pause.

  “Hello, Elain.”

  Not demure in the slightest- there were lies, and then there was foolhardy underestimation- a faint, rosy flush laced over Elain’s apple cheeks, painting her black gaze all the more eerie. “You study magic, don’t you?”

  “What was wild,” Eris murmured, liquid, words drawn out of him like blood, “What was forgotten.”

  Elain hummed back, clearly and blatantly delighted. Visibly squeezed Eris’s hand in lingering fondness. “No time now.” She let go, looked back to Lucien. “We need to find Nesta.”

  “If I may,” Eris intreated, still at a simmer, truth a compelling terrible thing, Lucien’s brother reached inside his rich, embroidered coat, and pulled free an invitation. He offered it to Elain.

@ae-neon one more piece of the wedding before I disappear again 😘