Does anyone think about Rhys‘s little sister?
-Like just think about her. She was Half-Illyrian as well. I bet she was just as powerful as Rhys was, and because of this the Illyrian males would be really off put by off, because she was a female.
-She would have loved her big brother and would always try to follow him or copy him. Wherever Rhys went, she went too.
-I just cant help but think about how she would have been sooo good for the camps. She would have been the change that the male dominant society needed.
-She would fight for the females and she would be saved from the wing clipping like her mother was.
-I feel like her and Mor would be really good friends as she got older. The two of them together?……. capable of sooo much!
-Rhys and the boys would be out numbered
-She would probably also be part of the “Mor is who I call in when Cassian and Azriel are both dead and the armies have failed.” squad. like shes THAT powerful
-And can you imagine.. protective brother Rhys?!! My heart!
-PIGGY BACK RIDES
-Of course Rhys would never hold his sister back from a fight, but throughout the whole thing he would be worried and afraid she might not walk off the battle field
-Rhys was the one to take her flying first. She came into his room right before he was about to set off and she wanted to join. He couldn’t say no and she wouldn’t take it for an answer so he taught her how and spent the night flying around his balcony.
-Her sitting around the dinner table with the inner circle as Rhy’s looks on, happy that his family is around him.
-Rhys feels the pang of sadness every day when he thinks of her as an adult. Sitting among them. Part of his inner circle.
He often wonders if his mate and her would get along, be good friends. Like Feyre is with Mor. What type of person she would be now. What her life was like while he was away and UTM and how him being gone for 50 years would hurt her just as much as her begin taken from him too soon.
-Rhy’s just loved his little sister and really misses his family. He gets really sad of the anniversary of their deaths becasue he thinks of his mother and sister lives now, and cant help but think about all the memories that he wanted to share with them.
-Sometime when he’s in a room and has something funny to say he turns, expecting to see his sister there, ready to laugh, but of course she’s not, she’s gone.
-When these days happen, he gets really quite and stays in bed all day. Feyre stays with him and and buries his face in her neck, her chest, holding onto her.
-Can you imagine how his heart must have felt like it was being ripped
from his chest when he found his mother and sister dead in that
mountain? His sister’s beloved wings gone? Her small body crumpled and
I know some of these are unrealistic because of age difference and things (because his sister was much younger when he was already out of war camps) but please be understanding, these are just some purging’s of my heart and headcanons.
Feel free to add if you want! :)