Almost six months Astrid has suffered in the dungeons of Hybern. Feyre was gone. She would never see her brother again. She would never see Wrenica again. She would never get to fly. She would never get to know the male, Azriel, from her dreams. Pain and darkness were all she knew now.
Almost six months Rhys, Wren and Azriel had searched for any sign of Astrid. Rhysand, desperate not to lose another family member, desperate to get to know her. Wren, desperate to find her chosen sister. Azriel, desperate to find out if Astrid was his mate.
Almost six months and Feyre wished for the day Astrid would return. Needing to talk with her. Needing to apologize.
Pain. Apologies. Heartache.
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The Prophecy - ACOTAR
FanfictionOn the longest night of the year, The cauldron will gift the world a warrior, She will be brought in with a vanishing birth. She will bridge two worlds, She will return home when most needed. The shadows will welcome her just as they do their ma...
