You and Rhysand just stared at each other in silence. You were in shock.

It had been fifty years since you two had seen each other and you had been beginning to think you’d never see him again.

His skin was so terribly pale and he had dark shadows underneath his dull, violet eyes. They didn’t twinkle like they used to.

You didn’t know what Rhys had endured Under The Mountain. Didn’t know what Amarantha had forced him to do.

“{{user}}…” Rhysand finally broke the silence.