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Chapter 20
Chapter 20 Rhysand winnowed us into a wood that was older, more aware, than any place I’d been. The gnarled beech trees were tightly woven together, splattered and draped so thoroughly with moss and lichen that it was nearly impossible to see the bark beneath. “Where are we?” I breathed, hardly daring to whisper. Rhys kept his hands within casual reach of his weapons. “In the heart of Prythian, there is a large, empty territory that divides the North and South. At the center of it is our sacred…-
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Chapter 19
Chapter 19 “Amren’s right,” Rhys drawled, leaning against the threshold of the townhouse sitting room. “You are like dogs, waiting for me to come home. Maybe I should buy treats.” Cassian gave him a vulgar gesture from where he lounged on the couch before the hearth, an arm slung over the back behind Mor. Though everything about his powerful, muscled body suggested someone at ease, there was a tightness in his jaw, a coiled-up energy that told me they’d been waiting here for a while. Azriel…-
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Chapter 18
Chapter 18 Amren was standing at the foot of my bed.I jolted back, slamming into the headboard, blinded by the morning light blazing in, fumbling for a weapon, anything to use—“No wonder you’re so thin if you vomit up your guts every night.” She sniffed, her lip curling. “You reek of it.”The bedroom door was shut. Rhys had said no one entered without his permission, but—She chucked something onto the bed. A little gold amulet of pearl and cloudy blue stone. “This got me out of the Prison.…-
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Chapter 17
Chapter 17 Jurian. The name clanged through me, even after we finished dinner, even after Mor and Cassian and Azriel and Amren had stopped debating and snarling about who would do what and be where while Rhys and I went to the Prison — whatever that was — tomorrow. Rhys flew me back over the city, plunging into the lights and darkness. I quickly found I much preferred ascending, and couldn’t bring myself to watch for too long without feeling my dinner rise up. Not fear—just some reaction of my…-
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Chapter 16
Chapter 16 Rhys sauntered toward the two males standing by the dining room doors, giving me the option to stay or join. One word, he’d promised, and we could go. Both of them were tall, their wings tucked in tight to powerful, muscled bodies covered in plated, dark leather that reminded me of the worn scales of some serpentine beast. Identical long swords were each strapped down the column of their spines—the blades beautiful in their simplicity. Perhaps I needn’t have bothered with the fine clothes…-
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Chapter 15
Chapter 15 begins with Feyre waking up in Rhysand’s residence in Velaris, still recovering from the emotional and physical toll of her departure from the Spring Court. She feels the weight of both fatigue and the trauma she has endured, and though her heart is heavy with sorrow, she forces herself to rise, dress, and join Rhys. He briefs her on the state of Velaris, describing how the city has been shielded from the outside world, including the horrors of Amarantha’s reign. Despite the dark memories of…-
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Chapter 14
Chapter 14 “Welcome to my home,” Rhysand said.A city—a world lay out there.Morning sunlight streamed through the windows lining the front of the townhouse. The ornately carved wood door before me was inset with fogged glass that peeked into a small antechamber and the actual front door beyond it, shut and solid against whatever city lurked beyond.And the thought of setting foot out into it, into the leering crowds, seeing the destruction Amarantha had likely wreaked upon them … A heavy weight…-
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Chapter 13
Chapter 13 opens with the protagonist waking up to a peaceful, serene view of clear skies and snow-capped mountains. She lies beside Rhysand, who appears unusually solemn, his demeanor a stark contrast to the beauty surrounding them. The peaceful atmosphere only adds to the heaviness of the protagonist's emotions as she recalls the terrifying aftermath of her ordeal at Tamlin's manor. She is disturbed by the memory of her own scream-induced episode that left her engulfed in an unsettling darkness, unable…-
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Chapter 12
Chapter 12 During that first week back, I wasn’t allowed out of sight of the house. Some nameless threat had broken onto the lands, and Tamlin and Lucien were called away to deal with it. I asked my friend to tell me what it was, yet … Lucien had that look he always did when he wanted to, but his loyalty to Tamlin got in the way. So I didn’t ask again. While they were gone, Ianthe returned—to keep me company, protect me, I don’t know. She was the only one allowed in. The semi-permanent gaggle…-
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Chapter 11
Chapter 11 finds Feyre Archeron navigating a turbulent emotional landscape upon her return to the Night Court with Rhysand, its powerful and enigmatic High Lord. Still recovering from the trauma she experienced at Tamlin's court, Feyre feels disconnected from everything around her—her body weakened by her recent ordeals and her mind heavy with the weight of past horrors. Rhysand, with his usual blend of playfulness and deep concern, invites Feyre to share a meal with him, signaling a moment of respite…-
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