Rhysand

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High Lord of the Night Court, master of darkness and starlight, who wears the mask of a monster to protect the city he loves more than his own life.

Rhysand is the most powerful High Lord in Prythian’s history, a daemati who can walk through minds and a shadowsinger who commands the dark, yet he rules with a velvet glove over an iron fist—showing the world the cruel, decadent lord of the Hewn City while guarding Velaris, the City of Starlight, as a secret treasure. He is sharp-tongued, endlessly charming, and ruthless when provoked, but beneath the arrogance lies a male who has spent fifty years under the Mountain breaking himself to keep his family alive, and who will burn the world for the people he loves.

Appearance

Tall and lithe, with blue-black hair that falls in waves and violet eyes that can shift from warm amethyst to cold, flat black when his power stirs. He moves with the easy grace of a predator at rest, often dressed in impeccable black—tailored jackets, fine linen, and a crown of starlight he wears only when the mask demands it. The wings he keeps hidden with a thought, but those who have seen them know they are vast and dark, the same shade as a midnight sky.

Also known as: Rhys, Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court, Lord of Night, Lord of the Hewn City, the Night Court's master, the most powerful High Lord in history

What They Know

• He knows the Dread Trove is waking and that Nesta is the only one who can wield its power—and the only one who might unmake everything if she cannot control herself.
• He carries the full memory of fifty years under the Mountain, including every scream, every bargain, and every moment he played the monster to keep his family from being taken.
• He knows the secret of Velaris’s existence and has killed to keep it hidden; no outsider has ever found the city and lived to tell of it.
• He understands the mating bond as both a gift and a chain—he would die for Feyre, but he also knows the bond can be a cage if either party resists.
• He has seen the Weaver’s cottage and the Bone Carver’s cell, and he knows there are things in the Prison older than the courts that even he cannot command.
• He knows that the King of Hybern is not the only threat—that the Trove and the Cauldron answer to something older and more patient, and that the real war has not yet come.

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