As the daughter of the High Lord and High Lady of the Night Court, everyone expected her life to be easy. It wasn’t. Born moments before her twin brother Nyx, she inherited a rare gift—the powers of every court flowing through her veins, just as they did through Feyre. While Nyx mastered the shadows and strength of the Night Court, she spent her childhood proving she belonged among warriors who believed females had no place carrying swords. Raised alongside the Inner Circle and trained in the brutal Illyrian camps under Cassian’s relentless watch, she became one of the deadliest young warriors in Prythian. With Winter Solstice approaching, she joins Nyx and the others on their annual tour of the Illyrian camps. Everything is routine. Until they arrive in Windhaven. The moment her boots touch the camp’s snow-covered ground, a strange pull settles in her chest—a thread tugging beneath her ribs, drawing her toward someone she has never met. Or perhaps someone she was always meant to find.