20 capitole Complet Pentru adulțiTwo 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?
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"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.
