When a golden light surrounded me I thought I had died. Well, died while reading my favorite book. But as it turns out I didn't pass into the world of the dead, but rather the world of dreamers. Landing in the middle of Velaris, I quickly found myself at the mercy of the Inner Circle, and one very pissy, very hot spymaster. (This is just a fun story that is in the works. I've never written fanfic before so some parts are silly and riddled with gen z jokes, while others are lyrical and deeper, and a Lil' spicy.)