A COURT OF BLOOD AND BONES

"Before the sun sets on the winter solstice you must find this Illyrian, carve out his very essence Under the Mountain where it all began."
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Althea was the daughter of the Tamlin, High Lord of the Spring Court, famed for his bitterness.

She had spent her life training and trying to prove herself, that she could rise to be the first High Lady in the history of their home and finally destroy the ancient patriarchy of her Court for good.

But that was not her only challenge now. Not since her father was infected by a mysterious new sickness in Prythian, a seemingly incurable curse that weakened him day by day.

But after catching a Suriel she didn't expect to find that the path to save the only family she had left lied in that dreaded place of nightmares - the Night Court.

A place in which she would now have to become an assassin in order to get the cure.

To slay a warrior for his blood, one trained by the strongest Illyrians in existence.

To kill an heir, to kill Nyx, son of her father's greatest enemies.

The choice for who lives and dies lies in Thea's hands and the balance of the futures of two courts of Prythian.

She will be forced to challenge her morals, embark on a dangerous journey and may even end up questioning all she had ever been taught by her own father about the Night Court and the people in it ...

But between spring and night, her only family and an Illyrian - the choice should surely to be easy. Surely

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This is a fanfiction based years after the events of the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J Maas ❖

Cover graphic by -DeelsDead- ❖