This is Nesta's first scene at the Illyrian camp in acowar:
A scowl at Mor. A frown at me—wisely subdued. Then he noticed Nesta.
“What is that,” Devlon asked.
Nesta merely stared at him, one hand clamping the edges of her gray cloak together at her chest. One of the other camp-lords made some sign against evil.
“That,” Cassian said too quietly, “is none of your concern.”
I opened my mouth, but Nesta said flatly, “Yes.”
-> my girl having her fun lol
And I watched as nine full-grown, weathered Illyrian warlords flinched.
-> YES, SHE MADE NINE ILLYRIAN MALES FLINCH JUST BY SAYING A WORD.
“She may act like one sometimes,” Cassian clarified, “but no—she is High Fae.”
“She is no more High Fae than we are,” Devlon countered.
A pause that went on for too long. Even Rhys seemed at a loss for words. Devlon had complained when we’d first met that Amren and I were Other. As if he possessed some sense for such things. Devlon muttered, “Keep her away from the females and children.”
I clutched Nesta’s free hand in silent warning to remain quiet.
Mor let out a snort that made the Illyrians stiffen. But she shifted, revealing Elain behind her. Elain was just blinking, wide-eyed, at the camp. The army.
Devlon let out a grunt at the sight of her. But Elain wrapped her own blue cloak around herself, averting her eyes from all of those towering, muscled warriors, the army camp bustling toward the horizon … She was a rose bloom in a mud field. Filled with galloping horses.
“Don’t be afraid of them,” Nesta said beneath lowered brows.
If Elain was a blooming flower in this army camp, then Nesta … she was a freshly forged sword, waiting to draw blood.
Take them into our war tent, Rhys said silently to me. Devlon honestly might throw a hissy fit if he has to face Nesta for another minute.
I’d pay good money to see that.
I have proper reasons to believe that Nes will make Devlon and that camp her bitch am I'm here for it.
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