Feyre, Lucien, and the Great Comet of the Spring Court

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We did it! We made it to 3k followers! Here it is, the first part of my gift to thank you.

Prologue * Act I * Act II

Prologue

This story is complicated, so for your convenience, I have put together a helpful guide to each character. This story, of course, revolves around Feyre and Lucien, but they each have connections to many other characters, whose backgrounds are just as important. Refer to this helpful list whenever you need to, and enjoy the story!

Right off the bat, I’ll tell you that Tamlin isn’t here. He won’t be here for much of the story.

Feyre, in a word, is young. She loves Tamlin, her betrothed, with all her heart.

Elain is known by everyone as good. She is Feyre’s sister and closest friend, her confidant.

Ianthe is old-school, as a High Priestess of the Spring Court.

To recap: Ianthe is old-school, Elain is good, Feyre is young, and Tamlin isn’t here.

Next up is Rhysand. Rhysand is hot. As High Lord of the Night Court, he is one of the most powerful fae in history.

Morrigan is not a slut, because slut-shaming isn’t cool. She is Rhysand’s cousin and one of his closest friends.

Cassian is fierce, but not too important. Rhysand’s best friend and a crazy-good warrior.

So, there we have the main characters. Again, Cassian is fierce, Mor’s not a slut, Rhysand is hot, Ianthe is old-school, Elain is good, Feyre is young, and Tamlin isn’t here.

Now for the minor characters:

Old High Lord Beron is crazy, and the Lady of Autumn is plain. (Lucien’s parents–totally messed up.)

And Azriel is just for fun.

So- Azriel is fun, Baron is crazy, the Lady is plain, Cassian is fierce, Mor’s not a slut, Rhysand is hot, Ianthe is old-school, Elain is good, Feyre is young, and Tamlin isn’t here.

But what about Lucien, you ask?

Having lost his lover to a tragic end, he sits alone in his home in the Spring Court. Everyday he does nothing but drink and read and hunt, just one of the many sad High Fae without a purpose. Angry at the world, but loyal to his High Lord, his is conflicted in where his loyalties lie.

“For the Dancing and the Dreaming” is such a feysand song

I’ll swim and sail on savage seas

With ne’er a fear of drowning

And gladly ride the waves of life

If you would marry me

No scorching sun nor freezing cold

Will stop me on my journey

If you will promise me your heart

And love me for eternity

My dearest one, my darling dear

Your mighty words astound me

But I’ve no need for mighty deeds

When I feel your arms around me

But I would bring you rings of gold

I’d even sing you poetry (oh, would you?)

And I would keep you from all harm

If you would stay beside me

I have no use for rings of gold

I care not for your poetry

I only want your hand to hold

I only want you near me

To love and kiss to sweetly hold

For the dancing and the dreaming

Through all life’s sorrows

And delights

I’ll keep your love inside me

I’ll swim and sail a savage seas

With ne’er a fear of drowning

I’d gladly ride the waves of life

And you will marry me!