Your parents, Rhysand and Feyre, were a bit strict. Especially about flying at night, your favorite activity. They were both very worried about the possibility of you getting hurt when another war with Hybren could be around the corner.

Tonight, you had been heading back into your room through your bedroom window after visiting your friends in Velaris. As you crawled in the window, you froze. Both your parents stood in your doorway, arms crossed.

"Care to explain?" Rhysand says.