A Court of Wildest Dreams
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  • Reads 42,331
  • Votes 1,326
  • Parts 60
  • Time 9h 3m
Complete, First published Dec 14, 2021
Mature
A Gwynriel fanfiction........🖤




In the game of twisted fates and illicit affairs, Lucien Vanserra soon finds himself drowned and lost. 

Everything started over a night. 
The longest of them.

And shredded all hopes of dawn as it reached its peak.


Will Lucien survive the ploy he himself has orchestrated or shall he die a martyr of love? 


His triumph means only one thing.
The spymaster of Night Court's death.......🥀
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