Prologue

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We first meet Rhysand while Feyre is at Calanmai, but I would like to start Rhysand's story a bit earlier.

We will start at the week before Calanmai where Rhysand is UTM and get his experience there.

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As much as some may think, this place does not remind me of home. I intended the Court of Nightmares to be frightening, but the terror in here far outweighs anything I could dream of. I can imagine Amarantha's pride filled smirk if she heard that.

My footsteps echo along the hall as I return to the room - my room. I haven't slept next to her once. Amarantha, thankfully, has never asked. Not like she has much of a chance with how quickly I redress and remove myself from that space. When the wine finally takes hold of her, whether before or after she's gotten her needs met, I get to escape. I used to get her to drink more and more each night in an effort to avoid this, but Amarantha isn't dense and quickly caught on. I've tried getting into her mind  but, instead of finding a steel wall or nothing, it's a course of mines and traps. Sometimes I can get a glimpse, maybe even tune a thing or two, but I can't stay long and it wouldn't be worth her catching me.

I round the left hall and slip through the door. The only semblance of comfort is here and it is definitely lacking. Too exhausted to even muster a spark for the fireplace, I fall into bed. My darkness unfurls, no specks of light to them either. Silence is enjoyable. And while I can't reach their thoughts in Velaris, I still send my messages. My good nights, my miss you's, and hopes that they remain safe. And before my thoughts fully drift, I send one more message to her.

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