Chapter 47

Loki's POV*

One thing Nyx had learned about Loki in the short time of knowing and loving her was that her intuition was never wrong. 

The moment they returned from the Night Court they found an army double the size of the first led by the two Princess' of Xesha. 

"Shit," Finch whispered as he looked across the field. 

"I sent word to Rhysand. They are sending back up but... By the time they get here, Velaris will have been taken." Inej said mournfully as she glanced at the army. 

"Loki? Got some brilliant ass plan for this one?" Finch asked. 

Two exhausted and injured Illyrians, a demi-goddess of death, and the heir of the night court against an army of Xesha soldiers. 

Four to 50,000... not great odds. 

"We don't need to win... We just need to stall." Loki said. "I'm gonna do something completely suicidal and stupid. Stay out of my way until you get the signal."

"What's the signal?"

"You'll know it when you see it," Loki said stepping foot onto the battlefield alone. 

Nyx immediately reached out to pull her back, "Hell no! Not fucking happening." 

She turned to him, brushing her fingers lightly through his hair. She gripped his onyx black hair pulling him down to her level as she places a sweet kiss on his lips. 

"Trust me on this...I'm Loki Brekker." She kissed him once more stepping out onto the battlefield. 

"No mourners," Loki said. 

"No funerals." The others answered in the classic good luck of the barrel. 

She winnowed in front of the army, standing casually with her hands behind her back. She had figured out their plan the moment she saw the armies. 

While the king distracted the Night Courts leaders, who were known to crave peace above all, their armies would attack. 

He had probably trusted that they were there to negotiate peace due to the night court's reputation for being heroes. It would have been brilliant if they had accounted for one more variable... the queen of thieves.

What they had not expected was that Loki Brekker was on their side, making the plans. The heroes had a villain strategizing for them, something none of them would expect. 

"Well hello..." Loki crooned. 

Her voice was cold and menacing as death itself. 

"Who are you?" One of the Xesha princesses asked with venom. 

"I am the female that killed your unkillable father a few minutes ago. I am death." Loki announced smiling wickedly. 

Before anyone could respond, pure, unended death exploded as Loki released her power completely. 

Bloodlust took over as her eyes turned completely black, the veins on her face and body darkening menacingly. 

In the blink of an eye, she had ripped off the first princess' head and taken out 100 soldiers in a single motion. 

She slaughtered her way to the center of the hoard, Xesha soldiers surrounded her but she saw nothing, heard nothing. 

Red. 

All she saw was a shower of blood as she tore through the army. 

The smell of terror and death stained the air as she clawed her way through the infantry. 

Loki Brekker had single-handedly slaughtered 10,000 soldiers before someone drove a spear through her lung. 

With all their attention on her, Loki roared loud enough to shake the ground. 

Loud enough to make the ears bleed from the soldiers around her, loud enough to terrify the army. 

And most importantly, loud enough to signal her mate and comrades standing on the mountain watching them.

Darkness exploded around them as Nyx joined the fight, taking out the surrounding thousand in a single blow. 

Rage and blood roared in his ears as he slaughtered anyone in sight. Loki had been hurt and though she was standing and the wound had healed almost immediately, the terror and rage were still there. 

Inej and Finch landed beside them, tearing through a ton of soldiers on their own. 

As they all began to lose momentum, with 20,000 of the original 50,000 remaining they heard it. 

Like the roar of thunder, the flap of a thousand Illyrian wings sounded from the heavens as a battle cry sounded out from above. 

All led by Rhysand and Cassian. 

Night once again exploded as the High Lord stepped onto the scene. 500 Illyrians matched the Xeshian army with the ferocity of animals. 

Reinforcements had arrived. 

Blood flowed across the ground like a river as the Xesha army fell. 

Two hours was all it took to completely extinguish the Xesha armies. Two hours and the Night Court had single-handedly defeated one of the great fae powers. Two hours and the entire Xesha royal family and Infantry had died at the hands of the Night Court. 

It was on this day Nyx had watched a new era begin for the Night Court, a return to the terror they once were with the ideals of dreamers of the new court. 

Ruthless but good. 

Powerful but caring. 

The future for the Night Court was bright as the stars. 

They had won.

Loki stood next to Nyx looking down upon the carnage, her head resting against his blood-stained shoulder. 

"We did it, sweetheart," Nyx whispered placing a kiss on her sweat-soaked forehead. 

"I can not believe that fucking worked." She whispered back, laughing. 

"Can I ask you something?" She hummed in confirmation. 

"You never tell anyone your plans... You just do and then tell us later why... Why do you do that? Is it solely to give me a heart attack or do you have a legitimate reason?" Nyx asked pulling her into his side. 

"I'm gonna tell you a secret that no one else knows..." 

Nyx turned his full attention to her waiting for her to speak. 

"I rarely have a full plan... I just come up with shit as I go and pray I'm clever enough to not die." Loki smiled telling the absolute truth.

Nyx's face dropped, "Are you shitting me?"

"I'm dead serious. I like never have a full plan. I have ideas but I mainly don't tell anyone anything because sometimes I am just making shit up as I go." 

Nyx shook his head in half amusement, half horror, "You, Loki my love, are going to be the death of me." 

She chuckled turning his face towards her own. 

She pulled him into a deep kiss savoring every moment with him. 

Loki Brekker was known by many names. 

Queen of thieves, Lady of lies, Bastard of the barrel, dirty hands Brekker, Daughter of a death god... 

But two titles remained her favorite: Nyx's mate and future High Lady of the Night Court.

Loki Brekker had always been and would always be a monster... 

But she had a family, she had a mate, she had a court. 

She smiled at the thought that No mourners, No funerals could no longer apply to her or her crows. 

The future was bright for Loki and the Night court. 

They couldn't wait to see what the Mother had for the next...

THE END!!!

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