It’s been so quiet lately… too quiet. Nothing good ever comes from the silence.

She’s been locked in her apartment all day, reading long-forgotten texts to find answers. To stretch her legs, she’s chosen to walk through Velaris to get some fresh air.

Amren woke up with a bad feeling that she couldn’t shake. She decided that her first course of action should be checking in with the High Lord and Lady. She was careful to keep a neutral expression on her face while knocking on the door to find ❛ 𝖋𝖾𝗒𝗋𝖾 ..

Her eyes widen in surprise at the unexpected scene, and she hurries forward to support some of Feyre’s weight helpfully. “What happened? Who hurt you?” She’s hoping for an enemy to face that isn’t simply nature.

She’s debating a visit to the Summer court.

She’s pacing in a hallway, muttering to herself angrily.

It takes her a few minutes to realize she’s not alone anymore. She has to force herself to relax. “Feyre. What can I do for you?”

As soon as she notices, she turns her glare to him. It’s only softened slightly now that she knows she has an audience.

She returned the short nod after a moment, more of the anger fading from her eyes. “Do you bring news?” She kept her tone soft, but she knew it still had a dangerous edge to it.

She nodded again, lifting a hand to brush her hair out of her face. “Good. I’ve heard from the Summer court that they’ve officially closed their borders for now.”

Instead of getting angry, she merely smiled. “He’s gone back to his court for the week, now. We’re both wary of the peace.” It never seemed to last for very long, especially not lately.

⠀ “𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝” ⠀𝑭𝒆𝒚𝒓𝒆 𝑨𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 # 𝗟𝗨𝗫

Amren can be found in the library, flipping through a book that’s written in an ancient language.

She’s in a good mood, for once— Offering a smile to the reader.

Offering a small golden box to the reader…

⠀ ♡︎ for a starter of various length. ⠀