Rhysand's Backstory

Vengeance: Part 1

Hey guys! I am so so soooo sorry about the long time for not writing, I've just been in a stump and I didn't know what to write so hopefully my writers block is away but hopefully this doesn't suck. So there will be two perspectives in this chapter- Rhysand and his father, Kieran. I hope you guys like it. *warning* there will be some language in here BECAUSE I don't want to disappoint you guys with the characters not saying what they would usually say but just know I don't use these words when I'm actually talking so just warning you.

Kieran
I couldn't think, couldn't do anything except plan how to kill everyone of those damned bastards. I want to make it slow, so slow that at the end they are begging me to finish them off, but no... I wouldn't give them the mercy of that, I will make them suffer.

I winnow right into the estate of the High Lord of Spring. I winnow right into the room where the High Lord is.

The High Lord of Spring didn't even realize I was there, in his room before I had my blade up against his throat. His back was pressed up against my chest, I encompassed him so he couldn't get out of my hold.
"Did you enjoy it?" I growl into his ear.
He just chuckles and sneers at me "I enjoyed every second, of chopping your beautiful mates head off and making your daughter watch. And then doing the same to your daughter but much... much slower, for her to feel the life leave her body."

With that I didn't even care what I told myself of making it slow, I was done with him. I sliced my blade across his throat, and held the him there until I felt his body go limp.

A floorboard creaked from behind me, and I whirled to where the noise was. It was the Lady of Spring.
"Please, I had no part... just please leave me and my children alone", she beseeched.
I just snarled her way, and didn't give a damn about what Rhysand was going to say about this, I stepped towards the Lady of Spring and plunged my blade into her stomach. I watched as she clutched her stomach, falling to her knees like a Priestess praying to the Cauldron. Blood was pooling on the floor around and her, and dribbling out of her mouth at the corners.

I made sure it was a fatal wound, that it couldn't be healed, even with high Fae powers. I just stared her in the eyes and when I finally saw the light dying from her eyes, I turned around and walked out of the room.

Hey! I know this was superrrr short but don't worry there's gonna be part 2. So I hope you guys weren't offended by the language, if you don't want me to use it then just comment and I would definitely stop, this is my actual first time using them but if you don't like it then plzzzzz tell me. Hopefully it didn't go too fast but if it did of course please comment. I hope you guys enjoyed!