A Court of Night and Spring Pt. 1
My first ACOTAR fanfiction!
Word count: 1016
Scene: Feyre wakes up in the Spring Court after last night…
I awoke, breathing hard, instantly ready to do what, I didn’t know, but I was ready. Once the initial bleariness had cleared from my eyes, I scanned the room frantically, trying to remember where I was, who I was.
Pale green, yellow and pink met my gaze. Exquisite vases, floral patterns and the largest jewellery box I had ever seen, filled with earrings and necklaces that, paired with the lacy, puffy number hanging on the outside of the wardrobe, would make me look like a living dress-up doll. The Spring Court.
Just the memories of all of the other times I had woken up in this room, afraid, panicked, made me want to run to the bathing room and hurl my guts up. It was a habit. I stood on shaking legs and tried to carry myself over to the toilet but they failed me and I fell uselessly beside the frilly sheets on the bed. What had I been dreaming about?
Flashes of hot lips on mine, rough hands roving through the countless layers of those horrible, constricting dresses flooded into my half-asleep mind. A strong body pushing me towards the bed, golden hair tangling in his shirt as he pulled it over his head. Golden hair.