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Rhysand, the High Lord of the Night Court. Power and starlight. Made of dreams and devotion. His mate, strong and radiant, the only one who could match him heart for heart.
What began with a wish and a bond became something far greater-family.
From labour beneath a sky of falling stars to sleepless nights, first words, magical mishaps, and tiny hands clutching his own-they grow, they stumble, they love.
He thought he knew what love was. Then he held his daughter.
A story of stars and lullabies, of magic and parenthood, of a warrior learning the bravest thing he could be was gentle.
He was their sky. They were his stars.