![]() ![]() What I had to do-meaning track down that Book of Breathings and steal it. The Summer Court has banned you for eternity, and though your presence would be a good distraction while Feyre does what she has to, it could lead to more trouble than it’s worth.” Mor gave me a secret, subtle look that conveyed the same thing, and I swallowed a chuckle.Ĭassian started to object again, but Rhys said quietly, “I will need you-not Amren-in the human realm. No better than a firedrake guarding its trove indeed. I doubt he’s had much time to catalog his inherited hoard since he was appointed Under the Mountain. ![]() “Really, Rhys? It’s bad enough we’re stealing from them, but robbing them blind-” “Shit,” Cassian said, throwing up his hands again. If the Book is hidden, Amren, you might find other objects to your liking.” Rhys said too casually, “There is also a great deal of treasure to be found in the Summer Court. “That is also why Amren is coming,” Rhys said simply. “Who’s to say the delay in replying wasn’t because they’re contacting our enemies to ambush you?” “It could easily be a trap,” Cassian pushed. I didn’t know if there was anyone alive who wasn’t utterly terrified of her. “Considering the fact that they are utterly terrified of sweet Amren, she is the wiser choice.” “Cassian, considering the fact that the last time you visited, it didn’t end well-” I clamped my lips shut to keep from smiling or grimacing, I didn’t know. “Believe me, I’d prefer not to go, either.” “Too bad you still aren’t going.”Ĭassian pointed a finger at her. “The Summer Court is full of hotheaded fools and arrogant pricks,” he warned. Only the three of us? Cassian seemed to have the same thought, his wings rustling as he crossed his arms and faced Rhys. Mor said, “The Summer Court invited you?” Rhys laughed, and said to none of us in particular, “Ready to go on a summer holiday?” “Fortunately for Cassian’s balls,” Amren said, nestling back in her chaise, “you arrived at the right time.” Rhys looked at them, at me, the daggers I’d left in the dirt, and then said, “Sorry to interrupt while things were getting interesting.” He was in his fine clothes, not fighting leathers, his wings nowhere in sight. “Get off your ass and give me twenty lunges-”īut Rhys strolled out of the stairwell, and I couldn’t decide if I should be relieved or disappointed that Cassian versus Amren was put to a sudden stop. “You’ve been here for an hour.”Ĭassian threw up his hands. “I was having too much fun watching Feyre evade Cassian’s tried-and-true techniques to get people to do what he wants.”Ĭassian’s brows rose. “I forgot,” Amren said, still picking at her nails. ![]()
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