Foresaken; Part 1
Rhysand/Unknown x OC Warnings: None Word Count: 317
A/N; All following parts will be longer but this is only an introduction!
It had been 50 years since Anna had seen those eyes. The beautiful violet orbs that used to be the first thing she saw in the morning and the last thing she saw at night. It had been 50 years since she saw the man before her…50 years, but it only took seconds for her to realize something wasn't right.
She shook it off, so overwhelmed and full of joy that Rhysand was home. Her Rhysand was home. He was safe and from the looks of it physically unharmed, she knew that couldn't be said about his mental state. But at the very least, physically he seemed okay.
"Oh my gods, you're home!" Anna cried into his neck as he held her tight in his arms. "I missed you so much." She sobbed almost uncontrollably.
There were so many moments over the years that Anna wanted to give up, terrified that he was dead or had been dead for years, but it was that stupid sense of false hope that had kept her going.
"Anna…" Rhysand's voice cracked as he said her name, "I-I.." Rhys broke down in that moment. All his emotions overwhelming him to a point even he couldn't control. She had always been his safe place.
"Shh, it's okay, it's gonna be okay." She tried to comfort him as he cried, as they slowly sank to the floor, Rhysand no longer trusting himself to hold them up. All she could do was hold him as he fell apart. All those years of holding it together, all those years of protecting them…
All Anna could do was hold him; she knew that there was nothing that was going to make this better. There was nothing she could do to make him feel better, nothing could make what he had just endured better…except for her.
Unfortunately and unbeknownst to Anna, the her that Rhysand needed…wasn't Anna.