In the glittering dark of the Court of Nightmares, Rhysand sat upon his obsidian throne, cruel beauty carved into shadow and starlight as Kier dragged forth a woman accused of murder. Blood stained her hands, defiance burned in her eyes, and the moment her gaze crashed into his, the world tilted. Silent. Violent. Inevitable. The mating bond snapped between them like a thread of starlight pulled too tight.
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