#pro lucnes

⊹lucien x nesta⊹

Headcanon

When Nesta emerges from the cauldron she's a writhing, snarling mass of scales and claws, fangs dripping with spittle and eyes burning with rage.

Somewhere, someone whispers in horror- or perhaps awe

'You're my mate.'

She slaughters all of Hybern's men in the span of a single breath, and it takes Elain, shakily getting to her feet and reaching out her hand for Nesta to shed her beastly form. But when she takes Elain's hand in hers, suddenly she's screaming and falling falling falling

Nesta's power is death, and everything she touches will die. A gift to some, a curse to others. Elain, blessed by the cauldron, wakes soon after. But the others? Attendants and servants and the other unlucky few? They all fall under her hand.

Rhysand is quick to commission a beautiful set of gauntlets for her. He seals them with his own magic, reassures her that so long as she wears them, no harm will come. He smiles too quickly when she accepts them. Feyre fastens them for her.

Soon, Nesta is persuaded to reside in the House of Wind. She cannot leave it, and the only ones able to reach her are Rhysand and his Inner Circle.

No-one needs to die, and she will be safe. For her own good, she obeys.

But death cannot be contained, and if it cannot spread, then it will infect. Each day that passes pulls her deeper and deeper into delirium. But even as death courses through her body, fire burns hot in her veins; a rope, a bond, keeping her tethered to life...

... Confined to the Spring Court, Lucien burns. He has found his mate at long last, and she is dying by her own hand.

He will stop at nothing to save her.

plot plot plot

Nesta gets to keep her powers, she escapes the night court, and as her mate, Lucien is the only one who won't be harmed by her powers.

!!! And they lived happily ever after, aight bye !!!