On this final day of @daynightweek I would like to announce the title of my current project, a feature-length DayNight fic taking place immediately after the events of House of Sky and Breath. It is with great excitement (and not a small amount of anxiety) that I introduce to you:
Ruhn Danaan, crown prince of the Valbaran fae, has no idea how long he’s been in this cell. Days? Weeks? All he knows is desperate hope that his sister is alive and gathering the armies of Hel to come to the aid of Midgard. He doesn’t expect to live long enough to see it, and he doesn’t have any way to know if Bryce even made it, but buried deep in the well of his soul - through the Starborn light and shadows that bind them - is the unshakeable feeling that she still lives. And that is enough. That hope sustains him through the countless hours that he has endured with the Hind and the Hammer.
He had been a reckless fool, hoping to rescue the agent of fire from the Eternal City. Never imagining that it was one of Sandriel’s unholy triarii, the spy breaker for the Asteri themselves, that had weaseled her way into his stupid fucking heart.
He will not lose sight of her true identity again, no matter how many times she pounds on the walls he’s built to shield his mind. No matter how desperately she pleads.
Lidia Cervos has spent the weeks since Ruhn’s capture and Bryce’s disappearance piecing herself back together. With the grim understanding that the Valbaran prince will never see her as anything other than a monster - which she is - she turns her focus to one purpose: keeping Ruhn alive.
She continues living her double life in the company of the sadistic angel that she can’t escape, breaking off more pieces of her soul than she realized she still possessed to distract Pollux whenever she can. And to find a way to get Ruhn Danaan and Hunt Athalar away from the Asteri and back to the relative safety of the rebellion’s underground.
Never again will she allow herself to forget who she is. She is the Hind - a beast of teeth and claws, soaked in the blood of innocents - and that is all she will ever be. If she must use that grisly reputation to get the answers she needs, to save the people who deserve to see the world she’s spent half her life fighting for, then she will do just that.
But the gods don’t care if he’s a frat boy and she’s a demon. They had been linked since the very first time they met on that bridge. And on their way to saving the world, they must first save each other.
Some notes about Verzavar Haz:
1. This fic is IN PROGRESS. It is not yet complete, and does not have a completion date as of yet.
2. When it is complete, updates will be posted daily.
3. This fic is currently outlined at 26 chapters including an epilogue. This can always change, but I try to stick to my outline as much as possible.
4. This fic is dark, and includes depictions of interrogation, violence, and sexual assault. Please heed the trigger warnings when updates are posted.
I am so excited about this fic, and I just request your patience as I work through writing! I’ll start posting teasers now I that I’m deep into the writing process, and I am always willing to answer any questions you have about the story, my process, or even how the heck I came up with this crazy title.
Happy end to DayNight Week 2022!
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