Azriel relied on the light of the day to save him from the darkness. To keep him from the shadows and scars that haunted his nightmares. Tahlia relied on the darkness to save her from the light. By keeping to the shadows, she can protect her future by hiding her past. A war is once again brewing in Prythian, they can all feel it stirring, hanging heavy in the air. Now more than ever it is crucial for the Inner Circle to keep their alliances stronger than ever. Their alliance with Helion and his Third might just save them all.

A crossover between Throne of glass and Acotar! Rowaelin's daughter x Feysand's son!! Evalin Ashryver Galathynius Whitehorn, the heir to the Terrasen throne, was powerful. Mind, body and soul. Her parents had made sure she was brought up to be prepared for whatever the mother above threw at her. Evalin believed she could handle anything but that was before she was thrown into another world where she would meet a dark haired male with violet eyes who would make her question that very belief... Slow burn!!! Will most likely contain smut if I can bring myself to write it :) All character rights from acotar and tog belong to Sarah j Maas (pls don't sue me😼) Ly kween

**Inspired by OUTLANDER - Daily releases starting 4/09 -- 480+ pages complete** Following the events of ACOSF, the Valkyrie must answer for their victory in the Blood Rite and face trial before the Illyrian Tribunal in Windhaven. Corporal punishment is certain, but there is one way around it for Gwyneth Berdara: Marriage. "As Gwyneth Berdara's husband, I invoke the right to accept whatever punishment is determined on her behalf." Slowly, the three Magistrates' heads swiveled to Gwyn. The priestess swallowed hard. "Miss Berdara," Crispin said, "You can confirm that you are the wife of Spymaster Azriel?" She did not hesitate. "Yes." Celio's brows furrowed, while Crispin exhaled heavily. "Thank you, for confirming, Miss Berdara," Fabius said, his voice slick with mock amiability. "Please note that we reserve the right to call your union into question if we find justification." He shifted his attention to Azriel. "Sustained, Spymaster Azriel." A special thanks to Avery (@freckles_and_fiction on tiktok), Sarah (@rosebudmode on tiktok) and Taylor (@taylorsbooktoks on tiktok) for beta-ing this fic.

550 pages complete - daily updates coming 7/18 The insinuation didn't make her mad. It didn't comfort her. But it did strike a chord. "My instincts are the only reason I'm alive. They're why those children in Sangravah survived." Azriel descended to the grounds of the river house. "Then perhaps you should listen to them." He set her down gently and the moment she opened her mouth to retort, he cut her off. "I told you I would wait. I meant it." His words rendered her dumbfounded. They were the words of a male devoted. A male who knew her far longer than Azriel had. But she didn't reject them, because her tears over his broken body had been the tears of a female who had lost a part of their soul. A female bound to him. "Shall we?" said Azriel, gesturing up at the river house. And Gwyn nodded, for she knew no words. *cover by lowkeystruggling*