"No," he rubbed her back, her neck, washing her hair. "You will never speak to Rhysand or his cabal again," he lectured gently. Rhysand was not an idiot, he likely knew who sold he and Feyre out anyway, and if that made tension with summer...whoopsie?
"You will start eating regularly again starting tomorrow, especially if you want the energy to help in the villages. We will see about lessening the dosage of the faebane withut discarding it completely."