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She had not failed. She had faced it and survived.
She might not have saved the world or led armies, but she had made this small, initial step.
Lucien’s scarred, handsome face appeared, his golden eye whirring. “I thought I sensed someone else arriving.”
LUCIEN!!! I FUCKING MISS YOU SO MUCH MY LOVE.
EYES UPON NESTA, UPON NESTA. THIS ONCE HUMAN FEMALE WHO HAD CONQUERED DEATH WHO NOW GLOWED AS IF SHE HAD DEVOURED THE MOON.
The roughness in his tone spoke more than his words shared. “You sound like you have experience with that.”
“I do.” A long moment of silence passed between us.
Who is this person? I need to know EVERYTHING!!!
“Penellaphe, this is Quentyn Da’Lahr. The overly excited pup is Beckett Davenwill, a great-nephew of Alastir.”
I already love them.
El Caldero y La Madre nos han bendecido con el increíble talento de @13nakahara13. Sus fanarts son realmente hermosos, me dan mil años de vida.
Rhysand, Cassian y Azriel.
#ACOTAR #ACOMAF #ACOWAR #ACOFAS