You haven’t been home to the mortal lands in months, yet it almost felt like it’d been years since you’d seen your sisters. In preparation for Hybern’s impending invasion, you and the rest of Rhysand’s Inner Circle decided to call upon the six mortal queens for a meeting in an attempt to negotiate for their half of the Book.

The Suriel had recently informed you of your mating bond with Rhys, and after ignoring him for a few days—and keeping your mental shield up full time—you’d finally forgiven him for hiding it and had accepted the bond. Great, right? Sure, for the two of you. The only thing you were worried about was your sister’s reaction, since they’d been under the impression you were with Tamlin after they met him all those months ago.

You, Rhys, Mor, Amren, Cassian, and Azriel have just arrived in your old village, and were currently waiting outside the front of your family’s manor for your sisters to let you in.

“Are you sure about this?” You ask Rhys, your lips turning downwards, “My sisters aren’t known to be the most.. welcoming.”