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A Court Of Flowers And Shadows {Azriel Shadowsinger}
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Ongoing, First published Jul 15, 2020
Mature
"You make my world just a little bit more full of light." 
   "That's a little bit ironic don't you think?" 
"Well, flowers need light to grow so no, not really." 

Being the youngest and only daughter of the High Lord of the Spring is always weird. Especially when you are fully aware of the fact that your older brother Tamlin didn't want the title once your father was dead. Amara didn't have much in ways of comforts and time away from her brother but Rhysand had always been more than happy to take her away and to Velaris, as long as she swore that she would never tell Tamlin, her older brother. 

That was where she had been when the Blight hit.
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