I want to meet her

Feyre was surprised by her father summons. Her father liked to pretend she generally didn't exist.

Nevertheless she dressed up and headed to his palace.

On getting there, she was ushered to his throne room.

"Father" she bowed to him.

"Hello Feyre." he replied.

"You sent for me father?" Feyre questioned.

"Yes I sent for you."

"Why Father? Is there anything you wanted?"

"I think you should know better than anyone else what I want Feyre."

"I have no idea Father."

"Liar!!!" the king yelled in anger, he threw the cup in his hand at her which she dodged deftly.

"Please calm down Father" Feyre tried to calm him down.

"I should calm down Feyre? I told you to kill that baby girl Freya gave birth to for that dog, did you kill her?" he asked angrily.

"I... I... I" Feyre stammered in fear. Normally she was a composed person, but in front of her father, she went back to being a timid person.

"You what Feyre? Did you kill the child, yes / no?". The king asked again.

"No, I didn't." Feyre replied.