The Sun Warrior, The Inquisitor.

The Sun Warrior, The Inquisitor.

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Feyhel Lavellan. A young Dalish mage who was given the task of spying on the conclave for his keeper. No one was to know what would happen at the talks, but no one expected Feyhel to be the only survivor. Now with two marks on his hands, the whole of Thedas relied on the elf to save them. Even if he's battling with lost memories for a second time. Also posted here --> https://archiveofourown.org/works/14816439/chapters/34284990
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** All rights to characters and plotline belong to Sarah J Maas, this is completely a fanfiction and I take no credit for the characters and places that Sarah J Maas has created** Born with wings that should not exist, Evanora (ev-uh-NOR-uh) has spent her life hiding in the shadows of Illyria. Concealed by her mother's desperate invention - a dark paste to mask the white leather of her birth - she learned early that survival meant silence, invisibility, and secrets. But when grief, fear, and fury spark a forbidden light within her, Evanora's secret can no longer remain buried. Hunted by her own people, she finds herself swept into the heart of the Night Court, where power, danger, and beauty are entwined. There she meets the Shadowsinger - unreadable, relentless, a warrior who sees too much. Tasked with training her, he becomes both her harshest trial and her most unexpected tether. Yet as whispers of war rise across Prythian, and the Autumn Court stirs schemes that could burn the realm to ash, Evanora must confront what she is, what she fears, and the truth of the bloodline her mother died to protect. In a court of fire and darkness, of love and betrayal, light may be her greatest weapon. Or her doom. [Also on AO3 under stvrlightt_cerys]

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