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Cassian: *spots Nesta giving her dirty clothes to the laundry girl*

Hi Nes.

Cassian: *picks a silky black G-string from a stack of garments*

This one's really nice. So hot...

Nesta: Do you like it?

Cassian: *grins maliciously*

Nesta: Then keep it. The scent should still be clinging to it.

*winks and leaves*

Azriel: *appears from the shadows and frowns at Cassian*

Why are you sniffing my underwear?

Cassian: What?!? This is yours???

Azriel: Sure, I find it very comfortable for flying.

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*Drunken Cassian sneaks into Nesta's room in the middle of the night and crawls into her bed*

Cassian: *starts stroking her leg*

Mmm, your leg is impressive. Hard and muscular.

Azriel: Thanks, but that is not my leg.

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several years after the events of acowar ...

19 years old daughter of Rhys and Feyre goes to her father:

Rhys: what’s that face, darling? Anything wrong?

Daughter: no, I just wanted to talk to you … about someone.

Rhys: mmm I see. Tell me everything.

Daughter: there’s not much to tell, actually. I like him a lot.

Rhys: don’t hold back. Express yourself.

Daughter: I should have gone to mum …

Rhys: no, no, no. Tell me, does he treat you like you’re the moon to his star? And worship your every breath like he could choke without the air that comes out of your mouth? Does he beg for forgiveness whenever he forgets to think about you for even a second of his miserable life, and holds you like you’re everything he needs?

Daughter: yes, dad *rolling her eyes*

Rhys: well then, where’s the problem dear?

Daughter: I feel like we’re Romeo and Juliet.

Rhys: there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s so romantic.

Daughter: no, I mean that we belong to rival families with bad blood running between them.

Rhys: sweetheart, cannot be that bad.

Daughter: he’s the son of the High Lord of the Spring Court, Tamlin.

Rhys: *_*

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Lucien:*enters the kitchen and finds Elain*

Lucien: Elain, are you cooking?

Elain: Yes. I made some bread.

Lucien: Oh, it smells wonderfully. Would you offer some to me?

Lucien:*stifles a giggle*

Elain:*takes a loaf of bread*

Azriel:*storms in surrounded by swirling shadows giving Lucien an incinerating glare*

Azriel:*turns toward Elain purring sweetly*

Azriel: Elain, put it down.

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Lucien: *wakes up on the floor with a hangover. Finds Azriel in the foyer*

Hey man, that wine of yours is really strong. Totally knocked me down last night.

Lucien: *looks in the mirror and winces*

What the hell happened to my face? How did I get a black eye?

Azriel: *shrugs*

Cassian: *enters the room*

Ehi sunshine, that nasty bruise suits you.

Lucien: You know how it happened?

Cassian: *snickers*

Lucien: *growls*

Feyre: *comes down the stairs*

C'mon guys, be civil. What's the matter?

Azriel: Lucien doesn't remember what happened last night.

Feyre: *snickers*

Lucien: STOP IT.

Feyre: Ok, ok, I'll tell you. You were totally wasted and did something very stupid...

Lucien: *swallows *

Like what?

Feyre: ...

Lucien: F-E-Y-R-E

Feyre: You tried to kiss Nesta.

Lucien: What ?!?!?!? Then she punched me in the face?

Feyre: Elain did.

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The Archeron Sisters 2/3

Elain

Feyre 1/3, Nesta 3/3

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Currently rereading the series just to use my new handmade bookmark!!!

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One of my favorite scenes in the Throne of Glass coloring book!