Warrior - The Weeping Monk

Warrior - The Weeping Monk

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- The Cursed Fanfiction - *spoilers ahead* It was believed that Ash Folk were completely wiped from Britania but that wasn't the case... there were two left. Both on opposite sides. The weeping monk was known for being apart of the church and for killing the fey, only two people knew that he also was a fey, the weeping warrior, a woman known for protecting the fey and Carden, the leader of the red paladins. No one knew what kind of fey the girl was or what she looked like, she wore a mask over the bottom half of her face that went all the way up to the bottom of her eyes, yet everyone knew she was going to help protect the fey no matter what. And no one knew why she chose to be called 'the weeping warrior' #1 in cursed #1 in theweepingmonk #1 in weepingmonk #1 in danielsharman #3 in isaaclahey
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Estelle Beaumont just wanted a peaceful hike on her last day of vacation. Instead, one ill-starred moment of curiosity leaves her miraculously stranded in the fictional world of Prythian--a faerie realm full of ruthless court drama, rampant misogyny, and enough deadly magic to keep anyone up at night. Armed with foreknowledge that's only helpful when it isn't actively trying to get her killed, Estelle quickly discovers that living through the story of ACOTAR is far less fun and far more perilous when it's her own basic-ass, untrained mortal life on the line. Her plan is simple: keep her hands off of the plot and survive long enough to find a way back to the family and love she left behind. But the so-called "Mother" clearly has other plans for Estelle, forcing her to confront an unsettling truth--that her role here in Prythian might be far greater than that of a passive observer. As Estelle reluctantly abandons her original plan, uneasy alliances form, old wounds reopen, and fractured trust begins to mend. Love, loss, and scars of the past converge as Estelle slowly starts to see that the family she thought she'd lost might take a new shape, and that the life she left behind might be the only reason she's prepared for the fight ahead. But the cost of shaping Prythian's future--and her own--might be greater than she can bear. After all, it's a future that was never meant to be hers to begin with. And this is all that damned Cauldron's fault... ☆⊱──────⊰ ☽✧☾ ⊱──────⊰☆ A/N: Warning: This fanfiction is purely self-indulgent, with long-winded introspection and a major, major slowburn romance. Read at your own risk lol. Also if you don't like self-insert/iseki like tropes were an original character who read the books ends up in the fictional world as the new main character, you might want to skip this. Somethings will stay very familiar, others will diverge completely, and I plan to add extra world building along the way.

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