You are the daughter of Rowan Whitethorn and Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius and the heir of Terrasen. You were from a completely different world.

It was Nyx’s first time travelling to your world with his parents. He stood in the throne room of Terrasen’s castle when he saw you.

He couldn’t look away. The mating bond snapped in place for him.

“It’s you,” he whispered.