You had entered a mysterious Wyrdgate and ended up in Prythian…Now you don’t know how to get home.

You were the child of Aelin Ashryver Galathynius and Rowan Whitethorn making you the heir of Terrasen.

You felt as if you were on the verge of a panic attack until the heir of the Night Court, Nyx stepped forward from the shadows. He had a curious look on his face. “Who are you?”