A Dark Heart - Rhysand's Sister Fanfic AU
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  • Reads 63,942
  • Votes 1,574
  • Parts 20
  • Time 3h 16m
Ongoing, First published Jul 14, 2017
Five hundred years ago, Rhysand lost his mother and sister to the cruelty of the Spring Court. With a heavy heart, he's moved on to other things, which brings him to his current concern: his mate currently occupying the Spring Court.

Although Feyre's orders to the Court of Dreams is to stand down, the Inner Circle has its own opinions. Amren is the loudest voice.

Eralyn has been living somewhat peacefully in Terrasen, although she is burdened by her past and the family she has left behind. She's determined to make do with this new freedom away from Maeve's clutches and in the arms of Aelin. However, her plans go bust when Amren shows up, demanding she pays her debt to the family she's left behind.

As the war with Hybern looms near, along with the war in her heart, Eralyn has to decide between what is right and what is wrong, while also remembering not everything is so black and white.

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This fanfiction is set immediately after ACOMAF and after Kingdom of Ash. There are spoilers, so proceed with caution.
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What if I lived? ✔️

20 parts Complete Mature

Two hundred years ago Rhysand lost his mother and sister in a grueling murder. But what if that sister had survived? What if the head in that box was just a tree-stump, transformed to look exactly like her? What if she had instead been sold for her knowledge on the mysterious Night Court? And what if that sister would now, just a few years after the war, find her way back, but with agendas of her own? ****************************************************************************** "Alright, oh wise one, my need for wisdom has run out now, so you can be on your way now" I waved my hand. "That's cold" Rhys put a hand over his heart, " I thought we were having a big-bro-little-sis talk here." I rolled my eyes, but he slid an arm around my shoulder: "We both already know what you'll do anyway." "Oh, we do, is that right?" He nodded: "You always been so predictable, if you would write murder-mysteries everyone would know from the beginning who killed the victim." "That's weirdly specific, how long have you been sitting on that one?" I snorted. "Since you insulted my taste in art" he sniffed theatrically. I laughed: "You are one petty High Lord." "I don't even know what to say to that insolence" he shook his head.