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#Nesta has less than zero tolerance for bullshit
flowerflamestars · 3 years
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Nesta Archeron did not like the Court of Night.   She had lived three hundred years shattered, a ghost, and her greatest untapped rage remained fury on her husband’s behalf.   Cassian, her true loyal heart as dawn, who’d crashed into her life with lost hazel eyes and enough honor renew the world. Kindness he’d never needed to be taught, held onto in secret, used in the shadows to protect his fellows.   She’d died before she could crown him king, but she wouldn’t make that mistake again.   There was war, there was running through the raging fire and ruin of her once green and loving nation- and there was this: that her Cassian had grown up ashamed and afraid of everything from the color of his skin to the song of his power.   He was a fearless man, so brave it broke her heart, but there was a part of him that was always ready and braced for loss.   There would be no more loss.   Nesta had seen it in death. Her youngest sister, handfast to Cassian’s second, Illyrian braids woven in her thick hair. Veren, teaching Elain’s youngest how to fight in a peaceful land.   Her husband’s dearest brother, turning those clever black eyes blind, and never uttering a single word, as Cassian alone moved out of the dark. Stepped straight into the harsh light of mountain sun, for his people.
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