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  1. Public Bookmark 92

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    If I write something related to "Astray in a treacherous time" in the future, I'll add it here.

    However, there are no current plans.

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    05 Nov 2025

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    04 Nov 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 1

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    There's been a shifting incident in Spring. When Tamlin turns up to the Day court ball stuck in his female form, Rhys and Feyre have a proposition for him.

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    04 Nov 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 1

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    Cresseida's first thoughts on the new alliance.

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    04 Nov 2025

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    “Spare me the self-righteous lecturing, Feyre. You and your new family believe yourselves superior: that anyone who is not deemed worthy by you must bow or be eliminated. I refuse to bow to those I do not respect: and I owe none of you any such obligation. Nor am I obligated to remain where my autonomy is threatened,” Nesta sighed, gentle yet commanding, her voice low and steady and unyielding. “I renounce all ties to the Night Court. From now on, you are no longer my sister.”

    “Where will you go?” Feyre snapped, but Nesta saw it: the sudden realisation that Nesta meant every word.

    “That is no longer your business. Goodbye, Feyre,” Nesta said softly. She rose to her feet, elegant as an empress despite her unkempt clothing. As she stared down her youngest sister, Nesta caressed the delicious power shimmering like slumbering embers deep in her heart, until her veins sang with silver fire, pure light, blistering heat, deadly yet silent.

    Flame was silent: everything it met shattered and snapped, disintegrating, unable to withstand it.

    She was flame. She was undiluted, unrefined, unapologetic power.

    She told Feyre, “You will not hear from me again.”

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