Lucien has finally been invited to join the guys’ night out, and it results in new information about Rhys’s past.
“I invited Lucien, by the way. He’ll be here soon.” Cassian announces as he takes a seat at Rhys and Azriel’s table at Rita’s. It’s their monthly night out together, just the guys, while their wives and mates entertain themselves elsewhere downtown. “I know you don’t like him, Rhys. But he has, like, no friends. He could use this.” Cassian takes a sip of his drink and endures his high lord’s silence. “And last time we didn’t invite him, it apparently upset Elain and Nesta gave me crap about it for a week,” he adds.
“I never said I have a problem with Lucien coming with us,” Rhys says coolly. “That’s perfectly fine.”
Cassian dips his fingers in his glass and flicks beer at his High Lord. “Don’t do the passive-aggressive thing, Rhys. Not cool.”
Azriel watches them calmly, looking, as always, as though he has about eighty relevant secrets under his belt that he’s choosing not to share.
“I’m not, as you put it, ‘doing the passive aggressive thing.” Rhys says. “I am genuine in my sentiment that he should come out with us, but you’ll forgive me if I’m not entirely comfortable around him.”
“Because of what went down with Tamlin?”
Cassian lowers his drink. “Is there… something else?”
Rhys puts a hand flat on the table, drums his fingers lightly. He does not answer.
Az cocks his head at him. “Is there something else, Rhysand?”
“If you must know,” Rhys says carefully, “Lucien and I have had… relations… in the past.”
“Well, yeah, of course,” Cassian says, slightly confused as he picks up his beer again. “He was the right hand of that asshole, you guys ran into each other plenty.”
Az and Rhys look at each other.
“Cassian,” Rhys tries again, “I mean that Lucien and I have had sex.”
Cassian spits beer across the table. “What?” He chokes, messily wiping at his chin. “You’re kidding.”
people can be so… calculating about adam’s arc, in the name of defending his ambition, and i find it fucking creepy tbh. to me, his arc was as much about accepting himself as a work in progress, as a human being with inherent worth just for being, not depending on what he achieves. that’s not to say he’s not going to go on to do great things, but he knows that he’s more than what he achieves now, that it’s okay to make mistakes and have setbacks. and also that there’s more to life than ambition– there is love, friendship, silliness, magic. fuck’s sake
I’ve been trying to imagine what the show will be like after Bon Bon the Birthday Clown, and I just realized something:
At the end of Storm the Castle, what’s the damage? Well, Star almost lost her wand, and she almost got Marco killed, and Marco’s parents were worried, but in the end Marco is alive and the wand is (as far as anyone knows yet) okay. And yet, Star’s parents wonder if they’re “doing the right thing” in letting Star stay on Earth.
What about now? This time, she’s lost the spellbook; it’s not some general magic book you can by at the store, it’s a one of a kind relic that has been passed down through countless generations that contains every spell ever discovered. On top of it, she’s lost Glossaryck! The man?thing that has (supposedly) taught every Mewni queen, is extremely powerful (we assume), and arguably way more valuable than the book. Not only that, but both have fallen into the hands of an evil monster whose intent is taking over the universe.
And what about when Star’s parents hear about it? This time, when they consider if they’re “doing the right thing”, the decision might be a bit easier for them. Forget trying to figure out “how Star’s going to act around Marco” or “how much time Marco and Star will be spending together”…