Tag: nesta fanfiction
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Chapter x. A Future Unwritten

x.i. The Things That Remain Cassian had watched Nesta die once. Not properly. Not in the way that mattered to anyone who had not been there. He had watched her throw herself over his body on a battlefield, watched her give up the power of the Cauldron to save him, watched her bargain away something…
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Chapter vii. Her Name Among the Damned

Nesta did not look at Ilyra’s face. She had learned, over the years, that faces lied. Faces were what people arranged for you. Iron arranged nothing. So she looked at the collar. It sat against the woman’s throat as though it had grown there. Black iron, worn at the edges, rubbed raw where it met…




