In The Mist of Shadows
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  • Time 5h 28m
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Ongoing, First published Oct 07, 2024
Mature
2 new parts
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Adela (ah-del-ah)
Meaning: noble

She was anything but. Born into enslavement of her father's kingdom, becoming his deadliest weapon, Adela Faelan thought her whole life was planned before her by her father. He had trained her as an assassin starting at the age of five, completely throwing away her princess duties or any shred of a personal life. It was easy however, as Adela's father seemed to always have a list of enemies needing of dispatch.

But one night, being called into her father's privet chambers she was asked to perform a different task. Emissary. Her father had heard of this realm called Prythian, how they just came back from a war, winning against his brother, the King of Hybern. They seemed to be in shambles, fighting each other about what to do with their mortal lands, everyone on edge about who is really who's ally. He heard of the Spring Court and it's Lord who seemed to have lost everything, maybe he was the perfect way to wiggle in. So he sent her to the Spring Court of Prythian to convince Lord Tamlin to agree to this treaty. Allow the King of Ells to come into your land and stand with him as they both conquered what his lost brother didn't get to have.

But complications arose as anyone in her path seemed to recognize her. Her long onyx hair, tan skin when the summer months came around, the shape of her face... And her violet eyes. 

But it couldn't be possible that she was related to the Lord of the Night Court. His family was dead. But when the Lord sent his spymaster to get information about this stranger in their lands, there was no doubting it. Adela Faelan was in fact somehow a part of his bloodline. And somehow found herself as the spymaster's mate.
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