❝i might be the master of everything, if I dared❞ Feyre has left her mate only to find herself in the heart of the Spring Court.
A spy for the court of dreams.
A pawn for the King of Hybern.
And sheltered by Tamlin.
Feyre must battle through the...
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Something about leaving the winter court had my bones shaking.
I don't want to begin a war where nothing but blood will be spilt and bones broken. This war will either be the beginning of everything or the ending of it all.
And only one can win.
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The winter court had grown on me ever so slightly.
I had grown to like this place, I had made a friend and possibly an ally. I'd done so much in on my a few short weeks. And now I'm headed off to see my mate. My equal whom from the visions that I have every night is dying inside from being apart from me.
I know how he feels, the only thing keeping me from tearing Prythian apart, is him.
And now, in just one day, I'll be in the Winter Palace.
Planning away, and then, I see Jurian.
I'll see the man whom I think plans to use me as a weapon. To take down his enemies down one by one.
But I can't be controlled, I'm wild. And I'll ruin him.
The sooner I get out of this place will probably be better.
I've got my own court's to shatter.
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"Are you ready." Lil says, taking a seat on the plush sofa next to me.
"Yes and no, what about you? Are you excited to leave this castle for another made of ice." I say twirling a piece of hair around my hand.
"Yes, but, tell me?" Lil says.
"Tell you what?" I say getting up from the sofa of my now ornately designed room. Adorned in colors of soft blues and soft whites.
"Tell me about Jurian. I've always been intrigued by him."
My brow furrows at her question. "He's an ass that should have stayed in the heart of that ring. Maybe the only good thing Amaratha did."
A laugh comes from her and she gets up.
"Hungry?" She says and I nod my head at her.
"Dinner won't be served for several more hours." She says.
"What do you propose?" I say raising an eyebrow at her.
A mischievous smile forms on her lips and she takes my hand leading us out the door.
