"He's sending her home."

Amara looked up from her book to see Lucien leaning against her doorframe, his face unreadable. A frown made its way on to the female's face and she set the book down on her bedside table, tapping the spot beside her for Lucien to sit. Lucien sighed but sat down beside her anyway, never one to deny Amara of anything that she wanted. The two laid down together, Lucien wrapping his arms around her in a protective but comforting manner.

"You had nightmares last night, didn't you?" He asked her quietly. He'd seen how shaky she had been at lunch, even before Rhys had shown up. He always noticed when something was off with her. Tamlin never did. At this point, Lucien was the only reason that Amara had even bothered to come back to the Spring Court when Rhys had shut off Velaris. Lucien was the one person that she could never leave behind. After everything that he had been through, she was the one constant in his entire life. They'd grown up as best friends and that friendship had only grown stronger over time. Lucien was the one reason that she ever bothered to come back to the Spring Court.

Amara just shrugged. "They weren't that bad last night. I've had worse," she admitted. "Why is he sending her home?"

"Rhys."

That was the only answer she needed. Then again, she knew the answer before it even came out of Lucien's mouth. She sighed and cuddled up to him a bit more, just needing the comfort of knowing that somebody was there and holding her. She always seemed to sleep better when someone was holding her.

"We just need a couple more days. She's so close to saying it. I know she is," Amara said with a quiet sigh.

"He's sending her back tomorrow. I've tried to convince him otherwise but he won't listen. He fell for her. He thinks he can keep her safe if he sends her back to the mortal world."

"That's stupid."

"Not really. If she doesn't say it in time then she'll be killed. If she goes back to the mortal world before the time is up then she won't get hurt. She won't suffer. She can live a long human life," Lucien pointed out softly as he fiddled with a piece of Amara's hair.

"If she goes back to the mortal world then we won't have any idea of if she would have ever said it," Amara countered.

"It seems like that is a risk we are going to have to make. I don't like it but it's something that we have to deal with."

"Human hearts change a lot..."

"You sound like her," Lucien commented, cringing a little bit at the thought of the woman that had all of their lives in her horrible grasp.

"Maybe she had a point... Maybe this entire situation was to prove something that we already knew deep down. None of us ever expected for Feyre to say it. In fact, none of us ever even expected for a human to walk these halls so why did we even bother trying?"

"Because some things are worth trying."