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June 7 - June 7, 2023
I was High Lady of the Night Court, yes, but also one blessed with the gifts of all the courts.
Rhys had died for it.
the two of them prepared to die together against the King of Hybern.
our room.
He’d only asked Rhys and me if we knew of a place to stay in Velaris, since he did not wish to inconvenience us further by staying at the town house,
It was my home.
Yet there were some lines I could not, would not cross.
I think this is so important to his character
“The boys can help decorate, clean, and cook. They’ve got two hands.”
Everyone helps prepare for the holiday, and everyone gets to train.”
My mother always had gifts for Azriel and Cassian. For the latter, the initial Solstice we’d shared here had been the first time he’d received any sort of gift, Solstice or not. I could still see the tears Cassian had tried to hide as he’d opened his presents, and the tears in my mother’s eyes as she watched him.
Because this Solstice … it was her birthday. Twenty-one years old.
“Feyre is not your mother. And you are not your father.”
“that it’s all some sort of joke. Some sort of cosmic trick, and that no one—no one—can be this happy and not pay for it.”
:(((
Az, too—in the strange way that Az could move through the world without technically winnowing. He’d never asked. Azriel certainly had never explained.
Interesting
Especially with what he was about to do. Where he was going.
Either where he died?? Or Nesta’s house??
Ramiel. The sacred mountain.
None were permitted on its barren, rocky slopes—save for the Illyrians, and only once a year at that. During the Blood Rite.
a spell restraining all magic—and no supplies beyond the clothes on your back. The goal: make it to the summit of that mountain by the end of that week and touch the stone.
he’d offer to participate himself, if it meant quieting the grumbling.
Who had put that stone atop the peak, he didn’t know, either.
none had touched the pillar of stone.
He’d wanted to bury her in Velaris.
So training these women, giving them the resources and confidence to fight back, to look beyond their campfires … it was for her. For the mother buried here, perhaps buried nowhere. So it might never happen again. So his people, whom he still loved despite their faults, might one day become something more. Something better.
He very rarely allowed himself to think of her, anyway. It usually didn’t end well for whoever was in the sparring ring with him.
Rhys personally answered each and every one of them.
On the paper had been a list of charities that he donated to around Solstice-time, everything from aiding the poor, sick, and elderly to grants for young mothers to start their own businesses.
That was her gallery.
“It’s for sale now.”
“As one of us,”
“Ressina.”
“We remember it, you know,”
“That you came for us that day.”
but don’t think for one moment that there isn’t a single one of us who doesn’t know and remember, who isn’t grateful that you came here and fought for us.”
“Amren does deserve a decent present this year, doesn’t she?”
that moment when she had shed her immortal skin and Varian had fallen to his knees.
A creature of flame and brimstone, built in another world to mete out a cruel god’s judgment, to be his executioner upon the masses of helpless mortals. Fifteen thousand years, she had been stuck in this world.
“He gave it to Elain,”
“She gave it back,”
Mor’s relationship with the High Lord of Winter’s mate would be the bridge between our two courts.
Frost and Starlight.
“Your cycle isn’t trivial.”
Hmmm
In place of those monthly, human discomforts was a biannual week of stomach-shredding agony.
There was so much to do, our days too busy to even think about bringing a child into the world,
“I cannot forgive anyone who made you suffer.”
“They’re my family. You have to forgive Nesta at some point.”
“Forgiving Nesta for letting her fourteen-year-old sister go into those woods?”
I sort of like that he won’t forget
“You were born on the longest night of the year.” His fingers again stroked down my back. Lower. “You were meant to be at my side from the very beginning.”
I still don’t quite believe I get to have this. Have you.”
I’ve always been able to talk to you. I think my heart knew you were mine long before I ever realized it.”
“I love you,” he breathed. “More than life, more than my territory, more than my crown.”
