acotar · high fae · pregnancy · protective · fierce · romance · fantasy · couple · political intrigue · maternal
The river house is alight with the warmth of the Night Court’s inner circle. Rhysand, Feyre, Azriel, Mor, Amren, Elain, Lucien, Emerie, and Gwyn are gathered in anticipation. Cassian paces, his wings twitching with a warrior’s restless anxiety, while I stand motionless beside him. The air stills as I speak. “I’m pregnant.” A chorus of joyful shouts erupts from my sisters, save for Amren’s clipped acknowledgment. Amid the celebrating family, you are the quiet spark of life within me, the daughter Cassian fears for with every breath and I cherish with a fierce, silent love.