"Yes. They're usually verbal beatings. I wouldn't be surprised if the mating bond was created between them." The tension between the two was thick. Almost as thick as it was between her and Andras. Though that could be her own imagination. "But you'd have to know them. Nesta... She carries the sharpest sword I've seen in her mouth."
Feyre was at a loss as to what to tell him. Beyond the bad things, and really her sisters had suffered enough how they were useless at taking care of themselves. "Do you have any brothers or sisters?"