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Chapter Eight

It was a while before Amara saw Rhys again. He actually had been pushed from her mind. Though when she did, she was shocked to see that he was talking to Feyre. First of all, it was the fact that Feyre was there at all though she knew that she shouldn't exactly be surprised by that. Feyre was more stubborn than most fae so it shouldn't have been all that shocking that she was actually standing exactly where she had been told not to go. Then her shock grew worse when she noticed Rhys had an annoying smirk on his face, the kind that always made Amara have to stop herself from punching him. That was one of the perks of not having to see him for decades; she also didn't have to see that stupid smirk.

Amara made her way over to Lucien and nudged him in the direction of Feyre and Rhys when he noticed that their conversation wasn't likely to end anytime soon. Lucien went off to make sure that Tamlin didn't hear anything while Amara quickly shot Rhys a glare and grabbed Feyre's arm and led her away from everyone else.

"I thought we all told you not to come down here?" Amara asked the poor human girl as she led her back across the fields.

"I'm sick of being left out of everything just because I'm a human. I'm not weak! I can handle myself!" Feyre argued, making Amara slam the front door behind them. That was when Feyre flinched away from the female for the first time.

A lot of people had assumed that Feyre and Amara were friends out of a mutual fear; Feyre being terrified of her because Amara was fae, and that Amara was terrified of Feyre being not able to save their people from the curse. That wasn't true though. They were friends based on the fact that they felt like they were the only ones that understood each other. Amara wasn't sure exactly why that was but she found herself talking to Feyre more than anyone else in the manor. Feyre hadn't been scared of her until that moment.

"You weren't let out because you are human. You were left out because this is a stupid holiday that you should never be taking part in because the only reason that women ever show up to it is for the chance to fuck the High Lord," Amara snapped at her, turning on Feyre with anger evident in her eyes. "So please, for my own peace of mind and what little sanity I have left, go back to your room and do not come out until breakfast or until someone comes to get you."

Amara let out a sigh as she watched Feyre flee up the stairs to her room. She leaned against the front door and ran a hand through her hair, untangling it from its braid that had been down her back the entire night. She listened out for the soft sound of Feyre's bedroom door closing before she made her way down to the kitchen and packed a small basket of food and drink. That was when she decided to leave, grabbing a pen and paper as she did so, and made her way to the woods. There was a small clearing there that she frequented when she needed to get away from all of the noise that living in the High Lord's manor brought. The second that she felt a headache coming on, Amara would pack a small picnic and make her way to the clearing.

She sat down beside the small pond and ran a hand through her hair, picking up the bottle of wine that she'd brought with her. Searching through her bag for her pen and paper, Amara started to think about the possibility that Feyre did actually fall in love with Tamlin. It hadn't really felt like a possibility that things would actually work, Feyre didn't really seem like the type to end up falling for Tamlin. Honestly, Amara hadn't let herself stop to sit down and think about the future since Feyre had gotten to the Spring Court. She didn't want to come up with this dream ending only for it to become a nightmare.

A soft sigh left her lips as she looked down at the intricate tattoo that now decorated her entire left leg. Her thoughts turned away from the possible future and now to how other people would react if they found out about the tattoo and the bargain that went along with it. Most wouldn't understand why she did it. They'd probably see it as an act of betrayal to the court. But Tamlin... Tamlin would take it personally. He would take it personally if he found out why she got the bargain so if he did ever find out, Amara was going to have to change the story about why she got it. She'd have to make it sound like she was forced in to it.

Though this bargain was a win-win situation for her, Amara was fully aware of the fact that no one else was likely to see it that way.

Which was why she was going to be more stubborn than ever so that no one ever found out until it was absolutely necessary that they did. 

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