2_-_court_of_mist_and_fury_a_-_sarah_j._maas

CHAPTER
69
Feyre
Tamlin landed us in the gravel of the front drive.
I had forgotten how quiet it was here.
How small. Empty.
Spring bloomed—the air gentle and scented with roses.
Still lovely. But there were the front doors he’d sealed me behind. There was the
window I’d banged on, trying to get out. A pretty, rose-covered prison.
But I smiled, head throbbing, and said through my tears, “I thought I’d never see it
again.”
Tamlin was just staring at me, as if not quite believing it. “I thought you would never,
either.”
And you sold us out—sold out every innocent in this land for that. All so you could have
me back.
Love—love was a balm as much as it was a poison.
But it was love that burned in my chest. Right alongside the bond that the King of
Hybern hadn’t so much as touched, because he hadn’t known how deep and far he’d have
to delve to cleave it. To cleave me and Rhysand apart.
It had hurt—hurt like hell to have the bargain between us ended—and Rhys had done
his job perfectly, his horror flawless. We had always been so good at playing together.
I had not doubted him, had not said anything but Yes when he’d taken me down to the
temple the night before, and I’d sworn my vows. To him, to Velaris, to the Night Court.
And now … a gentle, loving stroke down that bond, concealed beneath that wasteland
where the bargain had been. I sent a glimmer of feeling back down the line, wishing I
could touch him, hold him, laugh with him.
But I kept those thoughts clear from my face. Kept anything but quiet relief from it as I
leaned into Tamlin, sighing. “It feels—feels as if some of it was a dream, or a nightmare.
But … But I remembered you. And when I saw you there today, I started clawing at it,
fighting, because I knew it might be my only chance, and—”
“How did you break free of his control,” Lucien said flatly from behind us.
Tamlin gave him a warning growl.