Remember Me

12

She never slept so bad as last night. It took her hours before sleep found her and once it did it was restless. Waking up at the smallest noises, tossing and turning until she was so tied up in her sheets, she couldn't breathe anymore. She had glanced at the door, thinking if Eris would show up but he didn't. She couldn't blame him, even after what happened she made sure he knew something like that could never happen again.

Gods, she clenched her legs together as she thought about how it felt to kiss him. It was fire, fire that ran through her whole body. And that had nothing to do with the fire in Eris's veins. She had amazing kisses before, amazing sex but the kissing with Eris was out of this world. It was something she never felt before and would make sure that it would never feel again.

She hated herself for the fact that she was falling for him. For the new him, the old him, just him. She tried to keep her distance since she came to the Autumn Court but there was just something about him that made her inch closer to him. But it still hurt too much, him not knowing her name, not knowing her. She knew part of it was her fault. For not telling him everything, about the old her, the new her, or their history. But every time she talked about it a piece of her heart broke. Because even though she could tell him everything from the day she was born, he would never know the extent of their friendship. And it wasn't like she couldn't be with someone who doesn't know her history, David didn't. But Eris... Eris was a whole different story. Everything with him was different.

After soaking in the tub for an hour, letting her mind go into overdrive, she climbed out and got dressed. She took in every detail of Helion's home, every painting or artwork. Anything to evade the inevitable. Since she was meeting Rhys for official business, she chose to wear her fighting leathers. The ones she wore the first time Eris saw her in again.

When she reached the dining room, she noticed the door ajar before voices flittered out to the hallway. She stepped in curiously and her mouth nearly dropped to the floor.

Eris and Helion were talking, civically. They even seemed relax, both leaning back in their chairs as they talked and ate. She walked over to them, taking them in. She took the seat on Helion's right, across from Eris.

"Should I be worried that you are talking without scowling or grunting?" She asked, sitting down. She kept her eyes on Helion, not ready to face Eris just yet. But she could feel his eyes roam over her body. Probably remembering the first time he met her.

"You're acting like we can't be civilized." Helion huffed. Even rolling his eyes playfully at Eris.

She snorted. "Are you forgetting that I have attended more than one meeting when the High Lords gather? I've seen how you can act towards each other." She felt Eris's eyes bore into her.

"Let me guess, your job?" He said. She didn't know what to expect from him, from his tone of voice. Resentment? A cold tone? But she never expected it to be kind, amusing even. She turned to him, blinking. He had an easy smile on his lips, a fork with pieces of egg on it hovered close to his mouth.

Helion glanced between them. From a surprised Terrin to a smiling General, not smirking or grimacing, but smiling. "You don't know what she does?"

"I just know she's what they call a spy. She won't tell me anything else."

"Understatement." Helion huffed. "She's the best spy out there, even better than the Night Court's Shadowsinger, believe it or not." He pointed to Terrin. "But don't tell him I said that."

"My lips are sealed." She laughed softly, making a move with her fingers to lock her lips.

"Oh, I believe it. I've caught the Illyrian myself one time. When he was snooping around my home."