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thespianbooks Ā· 4 years ago
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About ACONASā€¦
Hello lovely readers,
It really, really pains me to say this, but chapter 27 of ACONAS will not be up today and may not be up for the rest of the week. The truth of the matter is, that although I have ideas planned out for the next few chapters of ACONAS, I am struggling with the worst case of writerā€™s block Iā€™ve had for a while.
I love ACONAS with all my heart and while I was originally so excited to get to this point in the plot, I am just struggling to get the words on paper; metaphorically speaking. While the next chapter is currently in the works, I just canā€™t give an exact release date for it or future chapters either. For the sake of my mental health, for the quality the end of this story really deserves, and all of my effort, Iā€™ll be taking my time writing the upcoming chapters and posting previews whenever I can.
I refuse to give up on this story, because of my deep love for these characters and for the canon Iā€™ve developed! However, I think trying to stick to a weekly upload while also navigating my busy everyday schedule (despite being on break from school) is just taking its toll on my mental health and leaving me blocked. So, for that reason, Iā€™ll definitely continue writing, but at my own pace!
I hope you all understand, and I thank you all for your continued patience! Chapter 27 will be up soon, and I promise to make it a great one for all you lovely readers ā¤ļø
Stay safe and healthy ā¤ļø
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thespianbooks Ā· 4 years ago
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ACONAS News!
Hello lovely readers! ā¤ļø
I know earlier this week I promised Chapter 27 of ACONAS would be up today, but this week has been chaotic to say the least and the chapter is just not ready to be uploaded šŸ˜“ However, it will be uploaded this Monday, June 7th! šŸ„³
In better news though, I have also been working on the outline for ACONAS and I believe my beloved story is reaching its end! šŸ˜±šŸ˜±šŸ˜±
HOWEVER!
I am opening up my ask box for requests from you lovely readers and once ACONAS has officially reached its end, I will post them as a series of different one-shots that continues with my ACONAS canon! So, if anyone has any specific moments (Feysand, Sebastian, IC, Nessian, etc.) theyā€™d like to see that wasnā€™t originally included in ACONAS, send it in an ask!
Hope you all have a lovely weekend, and stay safe! See you all Monday with a new chapter! šŸ„°
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thespianbooks Ā· 4 years ago
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ACONAS Chapter 25 Preview
Here is a little snippet of Chapter 25 of ACONAS as promised!
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As soon as we touched down to the front steps leading up to the Cabin, I let down my mental shields to Rhys, letting him read my thoughts as he carried me inside. His gentle kiss to my brow was his only response until we were within the safe walls of the Cabin, the fireplace immediately springing to life as we entered the small living area and he set me on the couch. He kneeled in front of me as he had earlier, the starlight in his eyes shimmering as they met mine again.
ā€œHowever long this does last, at least we know we wonā€™t be leaving this Cabin until our son is born,ā€ Rhys said, a hand coming to stroke my belly gently.
I loosed a long breath as I nodded, my hand joining his. ā€œThe next time we go back to the estate...weā€™ll have a baby,ā€ I mused as I watched our hands continue to caress the expanse of my stomach.
Our son, our baby Sebastian was just underneath layers of skin and muscle, lying in wait and ready to be born in what could be hours or days. The process would be grueling and long...but that innate sense in me that was currently at peace told me that I was prepared, that I could do this.
ā€œYou can,ā€ Rhysand interjected quietly; my mental shields still left down for him, ā€œand I will be at your side through every second of it.ā€
I gave him a slow smile in return, bringing my hand to touch his face gently. ā€œI have no doubt of that, Rhysand,ā€ I said softly.
He kissed my palm before moving from his kneeled position to a seated one beside me, his hand lingering on my belly.
Will you tell me what happens in the Night Court when an heir is born now? I asked through the bond.
Rhysā€™s chuckle sent a warm shudder down our bond as he pressed another kiss to my brow. ā€œYouā€™ll find out soon enough, my love,ā€ he answered aloud.
Prick
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thespianbooks Ā· 4 years ago
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Quick ACONAS Announcement!
All of you right now:
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Hello loves! I know I promised to post Chapter 25 today, but it is taking a little longer to write than I had originally anticipated šŸ˜… the long story short is that mental health is one helluva hill to climb.
I wonā€™t make any excuses, Iā€™ll just be honest and admit how difficult it has been for me to actually sit down and write. However, the chapter IS in the works, and Iā€™ll be releasing a preview later today just to give you all a little something since itā€™s been so long!
Iā€™m so SO sorry for the wait, but I promise my regular updates are coming! I just needed to allot myself more time to adjust after my semester ended! Right now my plan is to post Chapter 25 this Friday, May 14th and actually follow through with posting!!
I hope you all continue to bear with me and I love and appreciate the love and support youā€™ve shown me so far!! ā¤ļø
ACONAS will return May 14th! Until then, stay safe everyone! ā¤ļø
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Are you going to post a new chapter today?
Hello anon! In case you missed my announcement last week, ACONAS will be returning with the new chapter on May 10th! Chapter 25 is currently in the works, and I canā€™t wait to share with all of you! ā¤ļø
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A Court of Nightmares and Starlight is returning May 10th!
Hello lovely readers! The time has finally come, ACONAS chapter 25 is in the works!
For anyone who missed it, or forgot I existed, I made a post a few months ago announcing a brief hiatus for ACONAS while I focused on the rest of my school semester and mental health. I am wrapping up final exams this week (yes acting majors have final exams, albeit some non-traditional) and can now finally give the final chapters (yes, chapters, Iā€™m just not revealing how many šŸ˜‰) of ACONAS the attention and focus it needs! I will also finally get to read ACOSF and not worry about dodging spoilers for much longer
Again, thank you all so much for your words of support and your patience during this hiatus! I canā€™t wait to come back and for all of you to enjoy ACONAS once again! ā¤ļø
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are you going to update this week? or next week? i know youā€™re super busy, iā€™ve just been rereading chapters and am impatient lol
Dear anon, thank you for checking in! Iā€™m sorry for my lack of updates, but ACONAS is coming back very, very soon! Iā€™ll be making an official announcement in a bit! ā¤ļø
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ACONAS Update!
Hi guys! As some of you may have noticed today, there was no ACONAS update today šŸ˜¢ the truth of the matter is that I just have not had the time to sit down and write in the last week. I even struggled a bit to get chapter 24 out last week because of my hectic schedule with school.
Now that I am past the midterm point, my acting program has grown increasingly more intense. To give a bit of an insight, Iā€™ve had to select more than six monologues last week for upcoming auditions for our next season and Iā€™ve only picked one out of two pieces required šŸ˜… I also have to read multiple plays for research and analysis and that occupies the time Iā€™d otherwise be able to write (or try to read ACOSF, which I have barely made a dent in šŸ˜­) There is so much more to it than that, but because my fellow BFA 1ā€™s and I are advancing towards more intense training and preparing for our auditions, I havenā€™t had the time I truly need to dedicate to writing ACONAS!
Now before anyone can panic: No, I am not discontinuing ACONAS! Iā€™ll just be taking a mini hiatus from posting until I can truly dedicate the time I need for writing the next chapter(s). As some of you have guessed, SEBASTIAN IS COMING!! I will neither confirm nor deny if thatā€™s in the next chapter or the next two, or so on, but at this point in the plot I want to be able to give it all of my focus! I love this story so much and I love getting feedback from you guys! Iā€™m sorry if a hiatus is the last thing you were hoping for at such a crucial point, but it is necessary for the sake of my mental health given my crazy real-life circumstances AND for ACONASā€™s overall plot.
That said, I will be back! The time is TBA at the moment. I may or may not wait until my semester is over (approximately four weeks, give or take) or another week or two! It really all depends, but I promise the story is not over yet and I will return!
Until then, please feel free to binge read the current 24 chapters/send any asks my way! Stay safe out there guys! ā¤ļø
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thespianbooks Ā· 4 years ago
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Chapter 24 of ACONAS will be up today!
I just need a couple of hours to run it through some final edits, so itā€™ll be up this afternoon! Thanks for waiting so patiently! šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ„°
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thespianbooks Ā· 4 years ago
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ACONAS Chapter 24 Announcement
I might have to put off chapter 24 of ACONAS another week. This past week has been preparing for mid-terms coming up next week and Iā€™ve been saddled with an unexpected amount of work šŸ˜… I also got injured during my dance class this week and that has thrown me off all other work šŸ„² also I havenā€™t been able to read much of ACOSF and avoiding spoilers is so hard
Chapter 24 is in the works though and I promise fluffy Feysand vibes šŸ„°
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thespianbooks Ā· 4 years ago
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Chapter 23 of ACONAS will be out later this evening! Sorry for the wait everyone!
See you soon! ā™„ļø
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A Court of Nightmares and Starlight //Chapter 22//
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Just in time for ACOSFā€™s release tomorrow! Enjoy chapter 22!
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The entire estate was abuzz with activity in preparation for the encounter with Keir and his legion of rebels. As predicted, once Rhys and the other High Lords had lifted the wards from our armed forces, Kallon alerted the steward and frantically gathered the Illyrian numbers he rallied for his rebellion. We had all been surprised when Azriel's reports indicated that those numbers had droppedā€”not significantly, but enough to know that we now had an advantage over the Illyrians. Those who abandoned Kallon's Illyrian rebels appeared at neither camp, leaving Cassian to assume they were remaining indifferent to either side. Regardless, they would be dealt with after this ordeal.
Through this nightmare, my heart not only ached for my mateā€”for the pain he endured knowing it was his mother's people who sought to betray him, but for Cassian as well. He commanded those armies, fought at their side through two wars, trained in their camps and, in spite of their ire, sought their approval. Their losses were his as well, and he took the brunt of the blame onto himself, along with their distaste. From the beginning, I saw the pain that swirled behind those hazel eyes; knowing despite everything he did, how hard he tried, they saw him as nothing more than a bastard-born Illyrian and aspired to bring him and his brothers down.
In the two days it took for Keir and his Darkbringers to arrive at Ironcrest, amidst the frenzy that ensued at the estate while every High Lord present worked and met with us in order to prepare, I tried time and time again to find a moment alone with Cassian. I wasn't sure what I would say, how I would comfort him, but I at least wanted to offer him some kind of support. He had spent the last several months, the duration of my pregnancy, trying to set me at ease; promising an end to the coup and the rebel Illyrians, all the while his own inner turmoil caused him a great deal of pain that was long-stemmed. It was my turn now to offer him some peace in the hours leading up to a confrontation he previously hoped would never occur.
By the time I managed to find the general, I had thought he was alone in the libraryā€”only seeing his winged shadow outside the double doors, until I heard Nesta's voice mingling with his in a tense and hushed conversation. I had been too far away from the doors to hear their discussion, but based on how impassioned my sister's low voice sounded, I knew better than to interrupt. Ever since opening up to me about her loss and her time with Cassian in the mountains, Nesta again began to warm towards me. She still held onto that powerful veneer, but I was glad to see that she no longer used it to push me away. Instead, she surprised my mate and I by showing up in Rhys's office with Cassian just moments before our morning meeting. With Keir and Kallon officially together at the Ironcrest camp, this would be our last assembly before all the High Lords and our forces left.
"I'll be going to this encounter," Nesta said after we concluded the session. "Since my sister is unable to travel in her condition, I will be going in her stead; as a representative of the High Lady of the Night Court."
I stared at her in disbelief, shocked that she not only acknowledged my position, but that she was volunteering to face a potentially violent conflictā€”for me. Despite the healthier state of mind she was in a decade later, I knew the events that took place with Hybern were still raw for her; as they still were for me. Yet here she was now, offering to represent my position in our court. I glanced at Cassian, but judging by his arrogant smirk, he already knew of her plans. I briefly exchanged a look with Rhys, a small smile on his face, but his eyes conveyed a very simple response: it was up to me.
I paused as I turned to look at my sister. Her chin set and hands clasped formerly across her abdomen as her grey-blue eyes stared intensely at mine. "Are you sure?" I asked, unable to help but be a little hesitant.
She simply nodded, unyielding. "It isn't right. For me to sit idle, when I am capable. After what happened last time-" she paused, thinking back to the attack on Velarisā€”when we had been housed safely in the Cabin with Elain. "You have your health, your youngling, to worry about. As your eldest sister, I can do more. I can represent you and your position in this court."
My eyes burned as I dipped my head in approval. "Thank you, Nesta."
"Well this will be a welcome addition," Helion mused. "Given how the Illyrians quake in her presence."
"Perhaps some may drop their weapons at the very sight of her," Thesan added.
"That may be wishful thinking," Tarquin said, though he too acknowledged the unnerving demeanor my sister possessed.
We all did, and knew that her attendance would no doubt send a clear message in this coup. Her powers were still unknown to us, whether she knew of them or notā€”she never said, but the lethal aura about her remained as strongly as it had the day she'd been made.
"If no one else has anything to add, then I say it's time," Rhys said with a look at the other High Lords, their entourages, and then at me.
My eyes still burned as I met his, my heart pounding in my chest and I wondered if he could hear itā€”feel it, down the bond. When no one else spoke up, he cleared his throat. "I will take Feyre up to the Cabin and meet you all at the designated camp just outside of Ironcrest," he said.
"I'll meet you there with Viviane and Eira once they are ready, it shouldn't be long, and your shadowsinger has shared the coordinates of where I should winnow," Kallias added.
Azriel nodded at the High Lord of Winter before addressing us. "I will bring Elain at the same time the High Lord and Lady of Winter arrive," he said quietly.
"Thank you Azriel," I said, quickly swiping at a stray tear.
The emotion laced in my words was indication enough for everyone to leave and attend to any last minute preparations. They were gone in a matter of seconds, but I hardly noticed; unable to look away from Rhys's violet eyes. With the room cleared, he stepped closer, holding my face gently as he brushed away the tears that began to fall in earnest.
"I know I can't go, but," I sniffed. "I don't know how I'll be able to part with you, knowing the danger you face. I...Iā€¦"
Rhys pressed his brow against mine as I wept and held me closer. For days my hormones had left me anxious for the moment my mate would leave with the others and put an end to Keir and his betrayal; so, I allowed myself to give into those emotions and the tears that accompanied them. These precious seconds in my mate's arms were just what I needed in order to feel at easeā€”to let him go while I stayed behind with our unborn child. Once my crying subsided, I lifted my eyes to his again and pulled back just enough to now hold his face in my hands and stare into his sparkling violet eyes.
"Don't let him get a rise out of you. You are a warrior, and warriors know when to pick their fights," I began, reiterating the very words he said to me during the war with Hybern. "Their crimes won't go unpunished. You are the High Lord of the Night Court, night triumphant. You go there, put an end to this treachery, and come back to meā€”to us, alive." I said fiercely, my voice quavering as our breaths mingled.
Rhysand's answering grin was slow as he nodded his head. "I swear it, High Lady," he said before pulling me into a deep kiss.
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Even with my mate's promise, I couldn't help pacing about the living area of the Cabin once he, Kallias, and Azriel left. Elain and Viviane eyed me warily as I moved, Eira peacefully sleeping in a small cradle Viviane had brought along and placed just beside the leather sofa.
"Feyre, why don't you come rest?" Viviane urged as she stood, crossing over to where I had stopped pacing and began rubbing a sore spot on my lower back.
I shook my head. "I can't sit still," I said as my only reply.
It was true. The uncertainty of the events unfolding at this very moment left me restless. Until I knew Rhysand, our allies, and my friends and family were safe, I would remain on edge.
Viviane touched my shoulder gently. "You do know that walking around so vigorously can stimulate the body into going into early labor? If you keep pacing around here like this, you might very well give birth before the others return," she gave me a wry smile when I hesitated. "We don't want that now do we?"
I sighed in defeat and allowed her to help me back to the sofa, helping me lower myself onto the seat slowly.
Elain popped up just as I sat with a grunt, "I'll make us some tea!" However, just as she said that, a freshly brewed pot appeared on the table before usā€”along with three tea cups. She laughed nervously, remembering the magic that existed here, before going to pour us each a cup.
"I know it's hard not to worry, believe me," Viviane said as she sat beside me. "But think of it this way: this issue will finally be resolved."
I sighed in irritation. "That's all anyone has been telling me for days, what I've been telling myself," I snapped back, but immediately regretted it.
For her part, Viviane smiled in understanding-all too familiar with the quick shifts in mood that pregnancy caused.
"I just hate feeling like some kind of damsel in distress," I admitted.
"You are anything but, Feyre," Elain said as she handed me a cup.
She's right, my love
I nearly startled at the sound of Rhys's voice through the bond. Is it over? I asked in return.
His dark chuckle made me shiver. Unfortunately, we haven't started yet. We're on the front lines, waiting for Keir and Kallon to arrive
I gulped and knew this time he could feel my heart racing. I thought you might want to see things firsthand, rather than have me fill you in later
Through the bond, I felt his offering hand, dark talons beckoning me as I took it. His black adamant shields yielded to me, and a second later I was looking through my mate's eyes. From his peripheral vision, I could see Nesta standing immediately to his left while Mor and Amren stood at either side of themā€”Azriel and Cassian flanking them. Based on all our meetings, I knew the other High Lords, excluding Eris, were lined up just behind them. In spite of the crisp air in the Illyrian mountains, I could feel the sun on my mates' skin, could see it reflecting off his Illyrian leathers. Unlike my galloping heart, Rhys's was steady and calm; even as his sharp eyes picked up movement in the distance.
Slowly, arrogantly, Keir walked with Kallon and the commander of his Darkbringer army on either side of him. His hands were neatly folded behind his back, as they often were whenever we saw him at the Hewn City, his chin lifted proudly. Kallon at least had the sense to look a little intimidated at the sight of the three most powerful Illyrians in history on the opposite side of the battlefield; that intimidation probably coming not only from his lack of experience, but from his unexpected lack of numbers with the Illyrians. As he approached, I could see their soldiers following at a distance, but as the trio got closer, the troops stopped.
I could feel Rhys's muscles tense, wings flaring slightly at the steward's outright arrogance as he approached with a smug grin. I noticed Mor's own muscles go rigid, Amren and Nesta remained the picture of menacing ease, their cool facade's masking any rage they might've been feeling. Finally, with only a few dozen paces between them, Keir stopped in his tracksā€”meeting my mate face-to-face.
"Rhysand," the older male said by way of greeting.
I heard Mor growl from beside Rhys. "My lord," she corrected.
Keir didn't acknowledge her, his dark gaze penetrating as they stayed on mineā€”on Rhysand's.
"You forget yourself, Keir," he replied coolly, ever the embodiment of casual grace, even in the face of such blatant disrespect and deceit. "Since when do you address your High Lord by first name, and so casually too?"
The male seemed to ignore Rhys's words altogether, simply casting a glance over my mate's shoulder at the other High Lords aligned behind himā€”their forces also staged at an interval behind them.
"I see you've rallied this bunch. How you all actually managed to become friends after Hybern is truly a surprise to me," Keir scoffed, his disdain echoing for the word 'friends' in particular.
"Especially with that one," he motioned to Tamlin standing beside Tarquin at the far-right of the line.
I could feel Rhys's patience wavering, his dark powers seeping into his shadows and making them stir lightly. I ran my delicate fingertips along his shields to calm him, sending him another reminder: You are Night Triumphant. He is nothing.
"You openly plot against me, my mate, my crown, by rallying your army and joining with rebellious Illyrians in order to...what? Overthrow me? Kill me and take my throne as your own?" Rhys asked, his rage still in check for now.
"I've only come to take back what has rightfully belonged to my bloodline for centuries, before that ancestor of yours came along and claimed the seat of the High Lord for himself," Keir replied with a shrug of his shoulders. "It was one thing for your father to rule as High Lord, but to allow a half-breed disgrace to sully the throne? I have been complacent for far too long, especially now with that mate of yours carrying an abomination of such obscure proportions."
I felt Rhys hold back a growl, every ounce in his body wanting to retaliate for the threat against his mate, against me and our unborn child. Instead, he appeared outwardly unfazed. "You mean to demean my position by pointing out that I am half Illyrian, and yet here you are, allied with them," he said casually, his mask remaining the picture of ease.
"The Illyrians don't want a half-breed High Lord anymore than Keir and his lot do," Kallon spoke up. His voice was strong, but young, attesting to the inexperienced warrior that he was.
"You can come back once you've been around and bled for a few centuries, boy," Cassian retorted, all seven siphons flickering. "In the meantime, you're too wet behind the ears to speak on behalf of the Illyrians."
Keir shot Kallon a warning glance that silenced him. Turning back to Rhys, Keir straightened his shoulders, but before he could answer with some clever reply, Rhys cut him off with a laugh. A dark, whole-bodied guffaw that I had never heard come from him before. It was unscrupulous and dripped with condescension. I didn't have to see the rest of our party to feel the mood shift.
"Am I meant to be intimidated? You have your army of Darkbringers, who are assuredly substantial in numbers and skill, but yet ally yourself with the self-appointed leader of mutinous Illyrians, while said leader has only lived a couple of decades and has never seen the true course of battle," Rhys shook his head with another dark chuckle. "Perhaps the centuries haven't fared so well for you after all, it seems old age has made you lose all sense of reality"
The older male narrowed his gaze, darkened eyes igniting with contempt. "You think me a fool, Rhysand? That I wouldn't find a suitable ally outside these winged brutes?" Kallon's stare was seditious, but Keir ignored him and finally met Mor's gaze. "Perhaps, daughter, you would be glad to see another familiar face?"
Mor only raised an unamused brow at him, the sound of approaching footsteps coming from behind the group. Through my mate's eyes I saw Keir's widen as Eris stepped in line beside Tamlin; with the other High Lord's of Prythian he scoffed at only minutes before.
"Sorry about my pretty lies, Keir, but it was just too easy tricking another old male out of his sense of entitlement," Eris remarked, and though I couldn't see him, I could hear the hubris in his voice as he addressed the steward.
The male fumed at Eris's words, refusing to meet Rhysand's gaze as my mate took a step forward. "Surrender now, Keir. It's time to wake up and realize just how futile your efforts have been," Rhys said, the commanding voice of the most powerful High Lord in Prythian returning.
Of course, Keir continued to seethe as he returned a detestable look at Mor before finally facing Rhys again. He took a couple of steps forward, nostrils flaring as he spat, "You think I will yield so easily? I will correct the mistake I made centuries ago with you and murder that monstrosity your mate will bear in its cradle."
As soon as that last word came out of his mouth, everything seemed to move slowly. Blinding, white-hot rage exploded within my mate, but before he could even react, it was Mor that winnowed from his side in a split second to her father. She winnowed in behind him, an Illyrian dagger in hand, and stabbed him straight through the throatā€”blood splattering on her face as Keir's eyes widened again. He seemed to try and speak before Mor twisted the blade, pushing it further into his flesh. A wet, strangled sound came out of Keir's mouth as it filled with blood, Mor then kicked the back of his legs and sent him to his knees. I saw her mutter something into his ear, but couldn't hear the exact words before his body dropped to the ground in front of her.
As blood pooled from his throat, Mor stood over his body and didn't look up when Kallon shot to the skies, yelling orders to their Illyrian forces; the Darkbringer commander turning and shouting similar orders before drawing a blade aimed at Mor, who in her adrenaline-filled rage quickly pulled out her own and stabbed him through the gut. The last thing I heard was Cassian's own shouts before Rhys pushed me from his mind, sending me back to the Cabin without warning.
I gasped as though I had been holding my breath throughout the entire ordeal, grasping at my chest and stomach simultaneously as I heaved for breaths. Viviane and Elain were already at my side, but I couldn't make out anything they were saying to me as my mind raced from what I had just witnessed. Of the blood that seeped into the grass, of the gurgling sounds Keir made as he lay dying, the sounds of blades being drawn, and orders being yelled. I squeezed my eyes shut as the images kept flashing through my vision, breathing becoming nearly unattainable as I tried to desperately fight them away; reprising memories of my mate lying dead on the ground after the last war beginning to flash along with the others.
No no no no no no no
I couldn't lose him; I couldn't lose any of them.
Rhysand.Rhysand.Rhysand!
Suddenly, I felt a gentle glimmer at my core, followed by the movement of my son stretching inside of me. That glimmer seemed to warm me from the inside out as my panic slowly ebbed away, Viviane and Elain's voices finally coming through.
"Feyre? Can you hear me?" It was Viviane, and I realized then that her hands held my shoulders gently.
I opened my eyes gradually and met with her piercing and concerned blue eyes. My breaths finally regulated as she guided me back into a normal breathing cycle, knowing that I could at last hear her words. I realized then that I was clutching my belly and looked down at it as I felt my son move again. I loosed another slow breath and caressed it instead, closing my eyes as tears slipped down my cheeks.
"Oh Feyre," Elain whispered as she sat beside me, wrapping her arms around me carefully.
I leaned into her embrace, silently crying as I began to relaxā€”this abating moment contrasting with the one I had with Rhys. Viviane rubbed my shoulder gently, and they both waited patiently for me to calm.
"I was there," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I saw what happened, through Rhysand's eyes."
Viviane frowned, "Are they all right?" She asked.
I paused. "I saw Keir die. Mor stabbed him in the throat, and then they were all shouting. Just as the fighting was about to begin, he sent me back." I said, meeting her worried gaze apologetically.
I felt Elain go rigid as I explained how Keir had been killed, no doubt recalling the gruesome details of how she had done the same with the King of Hybern. I pulled back from her arms slowly, sitting upright with a weary sigh before I went into a full detailed account of everything I had seenā€”that had been said and done. By the end of it, Viviane's concern seemed to marginalize.
"They'll be all right," she said. "Keir and Kallon were vastly outnumbered, so the fighting won't last for much longer. They'll have no choice but to surrender."
I nodded, though a kernel of doubt still lingered. I looked down at my stomach again, rubbing the expanse of it as my son continued to stretch and kick at his leisure. The glimmering reminder that was him had brought me back to reality, from the edge of my panic. I closed my eyes as I felt him move, feeling another flutter in response as I continued to stroke my belly.
Thank you, baby.
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Hours passed and there was still no word from the others. I tried reaching down the bond on a few occasions, only to be met with my mate's impenetrable black adamant. As time went on, Eira was a welcome distraction. She awoke from her nap in good spirits, cooing and smiling at Viviane and Elain as they fussed over her. I watched from my seat with a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes as I idly brushed my fingers along my stomach, thoughts still on my mate and the others as I wondered what held them for so long.
There was no doubt our numbers outweighed theirs; so, while we had hoped fighting wouldn't ensue, now that it had, it should've been settled quicklyā€”a slaughter. I did my best to focus on Eira, picturing what my own future with Sebastian would be in a few short months, but every few minutes or so my thoughts returned to Rhysand and the others. I thought of Mor and how aptly she took out her father and his commander, what possible ramifications would come from her impulses, though I couldn't blame her for it. I wondered if Nesta and Amren had been able to keep a safe distance once the fighting began; if Azriel or Cassian would be hurt while taking down their own kind, though I knew the latter would feel more of a burden than the former.
Finally, a knock came at the door before it opened, Rhys striding inside with Azriel and Kallias following closely behind.
"Oh, thank the Cauldron!" Viviane exclaimed, gathering Eira to her breast as she quickly stood.
Kallias had his daughter and mate wrapped in his arms only seconds later, but I was too distracted with my own overwhelming relief as I saw my mate. I choked on a sob as those star-flecked violet eyes met mine, and as I struggled to push myself upright, Rhysand quickly pulled me into an embrace as he dropped to his knees before me. I slid forward, meeting his knees with mine as I landed on the ground, kissing his face and brushing back the loose strands of his hair as he did the same.
Tell me you're alright. I pleaded
I am, Feyre. Everything's alright
Though the three of them were dirty and bloodied, their faces showing the exhaustion of battle, they were here in one piece. They were alive and safe.
Rhysand's hands held my stomach gently as our brows touched, his eyes lined with silver as he stroked it gently, solace washing over him as well.
Is he...?
He's fine, we both are.
His shoulders went slack as one hand held my hip firmly. "The othersā€¦?" I asked aloud, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Fine," he said as he pressed a kiss to my brow and pulled away from me.
He helped me back onto the sofa as we faced the others. Kallias had an arm slid behind Viviane's back, and from the corner of my eye I saw Elain quickly pull her hands away from Azriel's when Rhys rose to his feet. There were still tears welled in her eyes, and I saw the shadowsinger curl his scarred fists closed once Elain's delicate ones left his touch.
"The bastards managed to hold their own for a while, but with hardly any leadership in the wake of Keir's death, we had them overrun after an hour or so," Rhys explained to us.
"Kallon's novice knowledge as a warrior showed. He stood no chance against Cassian's direction and tactics," Azriel added.
"Is he dead too?" I asked.
"Not yet. Cassian got a hold of him and knocked him unconscious. Probably would've killed him, if Rhysand hadn't insisted they take him prisoner," Kallias answered.
A quick nod at Azriel, "We have plans for him and the other camp lords that went against us." Rhys said.
"But Keir is dead? Mor killed him?" Viviane asked.
"Yes, him and about a dozen other Darkbringers. Outside of that, there weren't many casualties," Kallias replied.
"We spent the rest of the time rounding up the rest of their army as they surrendered, stationing prisoner camps that Cassian, Azriel and Devlon will oversee as we plan our next steps," Rhys went on. "As for the Darkbringers, Mor and Amren are taking them back to the Hewn City."
I gulped as I recalled Mor's rage and thought of how she would handle the army of traitors her father raised. I sighed shakily and motioned for Rhys as my relief was replaced by a wave of nausea. Taking note of my illness, he helped me to my feet without another word and I quickly crossed over to the nearest bathing roomā€”making it to the toilet just in time as I vomited. I could barely hear the sound of the voices talking in the other room over the sound of my retching, but only a minute later Rhys entered the bathing room with me, holding my hair and rubbing my back until the nausea passed.
Resting my back against the hard planes of his chest, I closed my eyes as he flushed away the mess and summoned a cool washcloth to place on my forehead. He then lifted me in his arms easily, carrying me down the hallway and towards the small bedroom.
"They left?" I asked after I noticed how quiet it was.
Rhys nodded as he sat me on the bed, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "Feel better?" he asked.
I sighed heavily with a slight nod, removing the damp cloth from my head. "Yes...I think everything just hit me," I said tiredly, truly feeling the weight of it all lifting.
Is Mor okay?
"She's been waiting for that moment for centuries. Today she finally had enough," Rhys replied aloudā€”exhaustion as clear in his voice as it was in his eyes.
I nodded in acknowledgment and squeezed his hand, taking note of the blood that still coated his fingers. "It's overā€¦" I whispered.
Rhys squeezed my hand back, the bed giving way as he sat beside me. "Yes, it is."
"There's still so much to do," I said, mind beginning to race.
"There is," he confirmed, a strong hand returning to the apex of my belly. "But we still have time before he comes."
My eyes stung as my sense of relief returned and I let out a wet laugh as he stroked my stomach. "He'll be safe," I said with a quiet sob.
His eyes stayed on my stomach, those beautiful eyes going distant. "He would have never been in danger if I wasn't the male that I am. If you hadn't accepted our bond, or married me, then-"
"I wouldn't be here right now if you weren't the male you are, Rhysand. He wouldn't exist without you, and I...I wouldn't either," I interrupted as I took his face in my hands again, forcing him to meet my fierce gaze.
Those violet eyes shattered at my words and a second later his arms were wrapped around me once again, pulling me onto his lap as I enveloped my arms around him in return and held him just as closely. I shook with a sob as I buried my face in his hair as his lips brushed against my neck and breathed in my scent. With this burden lifted from both of our shoulders, we no longer had to pretend to enjoy whatever short-lived peace we had been afforded during this ordeal. We now had a peace that had the potential to last for a great deal longer; a peace that our son would be born into and thrive.
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Chapter 21 of ACONAS will be up later this evening!
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Okay now I really want a Nessian fanfic done by you with the sole purpose of filling in the blanks for chapter 19. Like I get ACOSF is like basically here and your story would be canon divergence, but still. I need that in my life!!šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚
Also Chapter 19 was amazing as alwaysšŸ’ž I loved the sister dynamic at the endšŸ„ŗšŸ’ž
Hearing you ask for a Nessian fic makes me hopeful that someday I might be able to deliver! šŸ„ŗ In all honesty, Iā€™ve considered it, but Iā€™m waiting for ACOSF to be released before I actually plan anything out! SJMā€™s writing inspires me, it did for ACONAS so maybe it will for a little spin-off in the future! Weā€™ll see šŸ™ƒ
Thank you so much for your kind words! Iā€™m so glad you liked it! šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ„°
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Chapter 19 of ACONAS may be uploaded late tomorrow šŸ˜… itā€™s been a long week of adjusting to my new schedule this semester (which includes two 3 hour classes twice a week and commuting back and forth 50 minutes both ways to campus for my dance class twice a week as well šŸ˜°)
However! I am doing pretty well in managing my time and dedicating some to writing a little bit everyday. This week has just been a little tricky so ACONAS will be up in the early evening hours!
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ACONAS Chapter 17 will be up tomorrow at 12Pm CST time!Ā 
Iā€™ll be posting it and then Iā€™m gonna....hide šŸ˜…
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