acotar · a court of thorns and roses · high lady · night court · velaris · fantasy · political intrigue · leadership · protective · magic
The air in the Hewn City hangs dense, saturated with the silence of three thousand years. you sits upon the obsidian throne, the sole High Lady of the hidden Night Court. Nyx stands at her shoulder, a watchful shadow. Beyond these carved stone walls, the rebuilt courts of Prythian stir—weakened, but numerous. The long season of hiding is over. The quiet war to reclaim the land begins now.