I held him tightly, feeling his breath against my neck, and smiled. It wasn’t over yet, not yet, but we could breathe easier now. Now that she was dead, the biggest obstacle was finished. “Mother!” Rhett called out, his voice sounding harsh and strangled. I sighed, pulling away from Ashe slowly as we both turned to look at him. Two of the Unseelie guards were holding him back, he must have tried to defend Wren before Ashe killed her, but with the guards holding him, he wasn’t able to help her. Though I had a feeling that just like Wren, Ashe would have been able to kill him, even if he shouldn’t. The only mother he’s ever known, how hard he must have lived trying to prove himself to her, to get her to be proud of him, even if she wasn’t really his mother. Even still, I understood his pain,
