Feyre Rhysand was on the roof, the stars bright and low, the tiles beneath my bare feet still warm from […]

Rhysand Even from the kitchen, I could hear all of them. The lapping of what was surely the oldest bottle

A world divided was not a world that could thrive. That first meeting went on for hours, many of us

Miryam’s smiling face was more human than High Fae. But Miryam, I remembered as she and Drakon rose to their

Amongst the sprawling field of corpses and wounded, there was one body I wanted to bury. Only Nesta, Elain, and

I had only silence in my head. Only silence, as I began screaming. Screaming and screaming and screaming. The emptiness

Tears slid down Varian’s blood-flecked skin as we watched that spot on the sea where Amren had vanished. Below, beyond,

The Cauldron purred in Elain’s presence as the King of Hybern slumped to his knees, clawing at the knife jutting

I gripped my sense of self in the face of the black maw of the Cauldron. Gripped it with everything

The Cauldron had been nestled in a craggy overlook. The Weaver had done her job well. Key guards and posts