Truth of the Heart
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A Dara Joy Matrix of Destiny fan story. Tired of waiting for the story of Traed ta'al Krue I decided to write my version since he seems to get a lot of crap and needs love and a future his own. Call it an obsession I've had over the years,a story I have spent way too much time working on that I decided to throw out there. I am expanding a bit on what I considered a good plot in this series. (though I am a bit embarrassed admitting this.) You may want to read some of her books in the Matrix of Destiny series,not sure if this will make sense without that. No disrespect to Dara Joy or her characters,forgive me but I couldn't let it go.
I altered the light swords used in the original stories to regular swords for my tastes, and this takes place almost immediately after the novella "Cat Scratched" by Dara Joy
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Consider what if the Charl who is not Charl really is not meant to be Charl? A mistake from an eon ago ties two galaxies(Alliance and Realm) together though few even realize it,a bond that is now at an end. The story of an ancient Charl Knight and a warrior from the Realm echoes into the future as the last Warrior of Light begins her journey home.
Dark and mysterious , Traed t'al Krue is about to meet his match and face a life he never imagined possible.
Thus begins a new legend.
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"You think I give a shit about everyone else in Prythian if it's your life on the line?" Azriel snapped. Eclipse's eyes watered and she looked away in frustration. Azriel reached forward and grabbed her chin forcing her to look at him. Eclipse's breath caught in her throat at the intensity of his stare. "If it's you or Prythian, I will light the fucking fires myself and burn it all to the ground." "Az-" she breathed softly staring into his hazel eyes. "No. I waited 500 years for this, for you, and if you think that I will ever be okay with spending one Cauldron damned second of this life without you from this point forward, then you are sorely mistaken." He stared deeply into her eyes. "If you.. Mother.... If you die Eclipse there's no fucking point to anything. Mate or not you are the light of my life. Nothing makes sense without you, it's all just blood and shadow without you and I can't, I won't go back to that. So if you go, then I'm following right behind." What if, hear me out, but what if Rhysand's sister hadn't been the youngest of his blood relations. What if, before her death she had been married off to the heir to the Day Court? What if they had a daughter? Born somewhere in between the day and night, a bridge between the courts. Powers from both. An affinity to control the light and dark, an intuition so keen she had never been wrong a day in her life, an affinity for magic and spells so strong she could rival her father, known by many names. The Warrior Princess, the Candle in the Dark, Daydreamer, Eclipse; Spell Weaver.
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