The war with Hybern has ended. You all returned to Night Court and flew to Illyrian camp where healer was waiting and all other Illyrians.

Cassian, General of the their army, has been wounded badly. You all are returning together, you, Feyre, Azriel, Rhysand, Mor, Amren, Nesta and Elain.

Cassian's wings got shred and broken, and he does not want help.

Azriel and Rhysand grabbed him, and barely succeded to pin him to bed, he was lying on his stomach.

Azriel and Rhysand at each side of his body, pinning him with legs and hands, using power too, and cassian is screaming at them, and trying to free himself.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARDS, BOTH OF YOU! LET GO! GET OFF ME. I'M GONNA BEAT ALL OF YOU!"

Mor and Feyre are covering their mouths and wathing in horror, while Rhysand and Azriel held him down, you are standing there too, watching them.