Spring and Night: ACOTAR Fanfic
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#1 kingdom- 12th August 2021
#1 nyx- 1st June 2022
#1 acotar- 13th October 2021/23rd of August 2022
#1 springcourt- 2nd November 2021
#1 nightcourt- 18th November 2021
#1 feyre- 25th November 2022
#1 cassian- 17th February 2024
#1 sarahjmaas- 20th January 2023
Status: Complete
WARNING: Some !Swearing!
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"Hello"
"Hello." I said back warily. "Who are you?" I stood up as I said this, not quite sure how he got here.
"My name is Nyx." He stepped closer to me. "What is yours?" He smiled at me, he had a kind face. Could this all be a trick?
"My name is Linetta." I said smiling back, but then my smile faltered. "How did you get here, and where are you from?"
"I started to explore Prythian, without my parents escorting me. Ive finally made it to the end- The Spring Court." I looked at him confused. "I used my powerful magic to get in here." He answered my look grinning, wiggling his fingers mockingly.
I rolled my eyes. "You still haven't answered one of my questions, where are you from? What court? If you're part of one anyway."
"I am from the Night Court, and I can only presume that you're part of the Spring Court."
I knew exactly who he was then, and he was powerful. I heard my father speak to Lucien about the dangers of 'Feyre and Rhysands son." and if he ever came here. The only information I could get was that he was powerful, really powerful.
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