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The disaster
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Ongoing, First published Oct 10, 2020
Mature
Summary

As Rhysand returns from Under the Mountain, he is not alone. He has taken a wounded, unconscious ''young'' woman with him. As the Inner circle barge in Cassian seems to recognise her. But who is she and how does Cassian know her. The was with Hybern is imminent, and they will need to take action for Prythian to have any chance of survival. Can this woman fight, or is she too broken to do so?
Her past is a mystery to most of the Inner Circle, yet somehow Rhysand and Cassian seem to trust her. What happened to her and where did she hail from are questions circling their heads. Briar is a half-breed; she never belonged to a court or kingdom. She fought for the freedom of the human slaves 500 years ago but did not gain any herself. Can she find her place and freedom this time around in the night court? Can our Shadowsinger and Briar heal themselves or each other, and what will happen with/to them in the upcoming war?

This story will follow ACOMAF and ACOWAR, possibly ACOFAS, with some flashbacks to Under The Mountain, the previous 500 years and War. In the end, it will be an Azriel*Original character. It is going to be a bit slow/one-sided at first, but you will have to read and see what will happen.
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