What followes are my own thoughts, theories, connections between CC and ACOTAR series
Don’t read if you haven’t read both as this is basically spoiler full
(I’ll update periodically as I review back the books to add more info).
The Asteri (CC) are the same as the Daglan (ACOTAR). They travel to different worlds (planets) conquering different beings and feeding of their magic. They breed different species to get the most of their magic and attract them to favorable worlds.
ACSF Chapter 15:
⁃ Based on ancient, near-primordial beings who existed here before the High Fae split into courts, before the High Lords. Some call them the First Gods. They were beings with almost no physical form, but a keen, vicious intelligence. Humans and Fae alike were their prey. Most were hunted and driven into hiding or imprisonment ages ago. But some remained, lurking in forgotten corners of the land.”
mentioned by Rhys in ACSF Chapter 55:
⁃ group of tall, strange-looking beings with crowns atop their heads.
⁃ According to our oldest legends, most now forgotten, we were created by beings who were near-gods—and monsters. The Daglan. They ruled for millennia, and enslaved us and the humans. They were petty and cruel and drank the magic of the land like wine.”
⁃ “The Daglan delighted in terrorizing the Fae and humans under their control. The Wild Hunt was a way to keep all of us in line. They’d gather a host of their fiercest, most merciless warriors and grant them free rein to kill as they pleased. The Daglan possessed mighty, monstrous beasts—hounds, they called them, though they didn’t look like the hounds we know—that they used to run prey to ground before they tortured and killed them. It’s a terrible history, and much of it might be elaborated myths.” “The hounds looked like the beasts in the Hewn City,”
HOSAB Chapter 72:
⁃ Iphraxia. Conq. A.E. 680. Lost A.E. 720. She read the note beside it and her blood iced over. Denizens learned of our methods too quickly. We lost many to their unified front. Evacuated.
⁃ Midgard, the map read. Conq. A.E. 17003
⁃ Ideal world located. Indigenous life not sustainable, but conditions prime for colonization. Have contacted others to share bounties.
⁃ She read the next page, with a drawing of a Fae female. They did not see the old enemy who offered a hand through space and time. Like a fish to bait, they came, and they opened the gates to us willingly. They walked through them—to Midgard—at our invitation, leaving behind the world they knew
⁃ The Asteri had lured them all into this world from other planets. Somehow, using the Northern and Southern Rifts, or whatever way they traveled between worlds, they’d … drawn them into this place. To farm them. Feed off them. Forever.
⁃ Hel. Lost A.E. 17001. She had to sink into one of the chairs as she read the note. A dark, cold world with mighty creatures of night. They saw through our lures. Once warring factions, the royal armies of Hel united and marched against us. We were overwhelmed and abandoned their world, but they gave chase. Learned from our captured lieutenants how to slip between the cracks in realms.
⁃ They found us on Midgard in 17002. Tried to convince our lured prey of what we were, and some fell to their charms. We lost a third of our meals to them. War lasted until nearly the end of 17003. They were defeated and sent back to Hel. Far too dangerous to allow them access to this world again, though they might try. They developed attachments to the Midgard colonists. “Theia,” Bryce whispered hoarsely. Aidas had loved the Fae queen
The starborn are from the island where the prison is in Prythian. Rhys descends from this line of fae and that is why his blood is linked and can enter the prison and control it. Rhys descends from Helenas second (unnamed) daughter, and is thus related to Bryce. That is why he looks like Ruhn to Bryce. The eight pointed star was their symbol and is found multiple times in both series.
HOSAB Chapter 73:
⁃ “You are Starborn, and have the Horn bound to your body and power. Your ancestors wielded the Horn and another Fae object that allowed them to enter this world. Stolen, of course, from their original masters—our people. Our people, who built fearsome warriors in that world to be their army. All of them prototypes for the angels in this one. And all of them traitors to their creators, joining the Fae to overthrow my brothers and sisters a thousand years before we arrived on Midgard. They slew my siblings.”
⁃ “Midgard is a base. We opened the doors to other worlds to lure their citizens here—so many powerful beings, all so eager to conquer new planets. Not realizing we were their conquerors. But we also opened the doors so we might conquer those other worlds as well. The Fae—Queen Theia and her two foolish daughters—realized that, though too late. Her people were already here, but she and the princesses discovered where my siblings had hidden the access points in their world.”
⁃ “Your Starborn ancestors shut the gates to stop us from invading their realm once more and reminding them who their true masters are. And in the process, they shut the gates to all other worlds, including those to Hel, their stalwart allies. And so we have been trapped here. Cut off from the cosmos. All that is left of our people, though our mystics beneath this palace have long sought to find any other survivors, any planets where they might be hiding.”
⁃ “Danika realized that the shifters are Fae.” Bryce blinked. “What?” “Not your kind of Fae, of course—your breed dwelled in a lovely, verdant land, rich with magic. If it’s of any interest to you, your Starborn bloodline specifically hailed from a small isle a few miles from the mainland. And while the mainland had all manner of climes, the isle existed in beautiful, near-permanent twilight. But only a select few in the entirety of your world could shift from their humanoid forms to animal ones. The Midgard shifters were Fae from a different planet. All the Fae in that world shared their form with an animal. The mer descended from them, too. Perhaps they once shared a world with your breed of Fae, but they had been alone on their planet for long enough to develop their own gifts.” “They don’t have pointed ears.” “Oh, we bred that out of them. It was gone within a few generations.” An isle of near-permanent twilight, the home world of her breed of Fae … A land of Dusk. “Dusk’s Truth,”
ACOMF chapter 17:
⁃ “The rock is the Prison. And inside it are the foulest, most dangerous creatures and criminals you can imagine.” Go inside—inside the stone, under another mountain— “This place,” he said, “was made before High Lords existed. Before Prythian was Prythian. Some of the inmates remember those days. Remember a time when it was Mor’s family, not mine, that ruled the North.”
ACOMF chapter 18:
⁃ The Prison is law unto itself; the island may be even an eighth court. But it falls under my jurisdiction, and my blood is keyed to the gates.”
ACSF chapter 12:
⁃ An eight-pointed star, whose compass points radiated in sharp lines across and up the groove of his back, twining with the Illyrian markings long inked there. The eastern and western points of the star shot right onto his wings, black blending into black. A matching one, he knew, would be on Nesta’s spine.
ACSF chapter 16:
⁃ “What’s Ramiel?” She felt like a child with these questions, but her curiosity got the better of her. “Our sacred mountain.” He drew a familiar symbol in the dirt: an upward-pointing triangle with three dots above it. A mountain, she realized. And three stars. “It’s the symbol of the Night Court. The Blood Rite always takes place when Arktos, Carynth, and Oristes, our three holy stars, shine above it for one week a year. On the final day of the Rite, they’re directly above its peak.”
ACSF chapter 41:
⁃ According to legend, the pegasuses had come from the island the Prison sat upon—had once fed in fair meadows that had long given way to moss and mist. Perhaps that was part of the decline: their homeland had vanished, and whatever had sustained them there was no longer.
ACSF chapter 53:
⁃ The very land seemed abandoned. Like something great had once existed here and then vanished. Like the land still waited for it to return.
⁃ Rhys told me once that this island might have even been an eighth court.”
⁃ Nesta studied the carvings in the floor. They all seemed to spiral toward one point. “I think these are stars,” she breathed. “Constellations.” And like a golden sun, the Harp lay at the center of the system. “This is the Night Court,” Cassian said drily. But it felt … different from Night Court magic somehow.
⁃ The Harp sat atop a large rendering of an eight-pointed star. Its cardinal points stretched longer than the other four, with the Harp situated directly in the heart of the star.
HOEAB Chapter 21:
⁃ the picture of the illuminated manuscript glaringly bright in the thick shadows. The illustration of the carved horn lifted to the lips of a helmeted Fae male was as pristine as it had been when inked millennia ago. Above the figure gleamed an eight-pointed star, the emblem of the Starborn.
HOEAB Chapter 95:
⁃ Indeed, just visible down the V-neck of her T-shirt, a white splotch—an eight-pointed star—now scarred the place between her breasts.
HOSAB Chapter 76:
⁃ “The star on your chest—do you know what it is?” “Let’s assume I know nothing,” Bryce said grimly. Rigelus inclined his head. “It’s a beacon to the world from which the Fae originally came. It sometimes glows when nearest the Fae who have undiluted bloodlines from that world. Prince Cormac, for example.” “It glowed for Hunt,” Bryce shot back. “It also glows for those who you choose as your loyal companions. Knights.” “So what?” Bryce demanded. “So that star will lead us back to that world. Through you. They overthrew our brethren who once ruled there—we have not forgotten. Our initial attempt at revenge was foiled by your ancestor who also bore that star on her chest. The Fae have still not atoned for the deaths of our brothers and sisters. Their home world was rich in magic. I crave more of it.”
HOSAB Chapter 78:
⁃ She knew only one other language, and that one … Her heart thundered. Bryce said in the ancient language of the Fae, of the Starborn, “Is this world Hel? I need to see Prince Aidas.”
⁃ Then she replied in the old tongue, “No one has spoken that language in this world for fifteen thousand years.”
– The winged, dark-haired male who stepped in behind her … Bryce gasped. “Ruhn?” The male blinked. His eyes were the same shade of violet blue as Ruhn’s. His short hair the same gleaming black. This male’s skin was browner, but the face, the posture … It was her brother’s. His ears were pointed, too, though he also possessed those leathery wings like the two other males.
There are multiple worlds / planets / dimensions. The harp can be used to travel through them as can certain portals . Even consider some open using Wyrdmarks (possible TOG link)
ACOMF chapter 18:
– “Where did she (Amren) come from?” The brooch he’d given her—such a small gift, for a monster who had once dwelled here. “I don’t know. Though there are legends that claim when the world was born, there were … rips in the fabric of the realms. That in the chaos of Forming, creatures from other worlds could walk through one of those rips and enter another world. But the rips closed at will, and the creatures could become trapped, with no way home.”… “…But she—and some of those in the Prison … I think they came from somewhere else. And they have been looking for a way home for a long, long time.”
ACOMF chapter 37: Wyrdmarks?
– I reached the door, sliding the box into the wide inside pocket of my leather jacket while Amren’s blazing palm flattened against the door, burning, heating the metal, swirls and whorls radiating out through it as if they were a language all her own, and then— The door burst open.
ACSF chapter 3:
⁃ a massive, working model of their world, the stars and planets around it, and some other fancy things that had been explained to Cassian once before he deemed them boring and proceeded to ignore them completely. Az, of course, had been fascinated. Rhys had built the model himself centuries ago. It could not only track the sun, but also tell time, and it somehow allowed Rhys to ponder the existence of life beyond their own world and other things
ACSF chapter 13:
⁃ “Some philosophers believe there are eleven worlds like that. And some believe there are as many as twenty-six, the last one being Time itself,
HOEAB Chapter 14:
The orrery in the far back of the space drew Ruhn’s eye: a working model of their seven planets, moons, and sun. Made from solid gold. Ruhn had been mesmerized by it as a boy, back when he’d been stupid enough to believe his father actually gave a shit about him, spending hours in here watching the male make whatever observations and calculations he jotted down in his black leather notebooks. He’d asked only once about what his father was looking for, exactly. Patterns was all his father said.
HOEAB Chapter 51:
⁃ The Northern Rift opens to other places—other realms, yes, but other planets as well. What is Hel but a distant planet bound to yours by a ripple in space and time?”
⁃ “Your kind, Fallen, were made in Midgard by the Asteri. But the Fae, the shifters, and many others came from their own worlds. The universe is massive. Some believe it has no end. Or that our universe might be one in a multitude, as bountiful as the stars in the sky or the sand on a beach.”
HOEAB Chapter 67: language maybe wyrdmarks?
⁃ “The language is beyond that of this world. It is the language of universes. And it spells out a direct command to activate the Horn through a blast of raw power upon the tattoo itself. Just as it once did for the Starborn Prince.
HOSAB Chapter 23:
⁃ “Hel is another world. Another planet. Aidas said so—months ago, I mean. The demons worship different gods than we do, but what happens when the worlds overlap? When demons come here, do their gods come with them? And all of us, the Vanir … we all came from elsewhere. We were immigrants into Midgard. But what became of our home worlds? Our home gods? Do they still pay attention to us? Remember us?”
HOSAB Chapter 25:
Ruhn spied their own solar system in the center of it all. Seven planets around a massive star. Seven Asteri—technically six now—to rule Midgard. Seven Princes of Hel to challenge them. Seven Gates in this city through which Hel had tried to invade this spring. Seven and seven and seven and seven—always that holy number. Always—
HOSAB Chapter 38:
“This space map—” “It is called an orrery.” “This orrery.” Bryce approached the male’s side. “It’s tech—not magic?” “Can it not be both?” Bryce’s fingers curled into fists. But she said, a murky memory rippling from her childhood, “The Autumn King has one in his private study.” The Astronomer clicked his tongue. “Yes, and a fine one at that. Made by craftsmen in Avallen long ago. I haven’t had the privilege to see it, but I hear it is as precise as mine, if not more so.” “What’s the point of it?” she asked. “Only one who does not feel the need to peer into the cosmos would ask such a thing. The orrery helps us answer the most fundamental questions: Who are we? Where do we come from?”
⁃ “The mystics made the first star-maps,” the Astronomer said. “They charted more extensively than anyone had before. In the Eternal City, I heard they have a thousand mystics in the palace catacombs, mapping farther and farther into the cosmos. Speaking with creatures we shall never know.”
HOSAB Chapter 72:
A three-dimensional, round map of the cosmos erupted. Stars and planets and nebulas. Many marked with digital notes, as the papers on the walls had been. It was a digital orrery. Like the metal one she’d glimpsed as a kid in the Autumn King’s study. Like the one in the Astronomer’s chamber. Was this what Danika had learned in her studies on bloodlines? That they’d all come from elsewhere—but had been lured and trapped here? And then fed on by these immortal leeches?
Portals: 1. Stone on the top of Ramiel: Enalius was holding the enemy to keep them from reaching a portal. Enalius pass is a stone arch.
ACSF chapter 68:
⁃ “Long ago—so long ago they don’t even have a precise date for it—a great war was fought between the Fae and the ancient beings who oppressed them. One of its key battles was here, in these mountains. Our forces were battered and outnumbered, and for some reason, the enemy was desperate to reach the stone at the top of Ramiel. We were never taught the reason why; I think it’s been forgotten. But a young Illyrian warrior named Enalius held the line against the enemy soldiers for days. He found a natural archway of stone amongst the tangle of boulders and made that his bottleneck. He died in the end, but he held off the enemy long enough for our allies to reach us.
⁃ Pass of Enalius. Through the archway of stone.
Portals: 2. Under the Prison: in the past someone used the harp to open a portal and send fae to another world, maybe the Asteri / Daglan or even Theia trying to escape from Prythian.
ACSF chapter 52:
⁃ she stood in a cavern, almost the twin to the one the priestesses sang in, as if they were linked in song and dreaming. But rather than red stone, it was carved of black rock. Symbols had been etched into the smooth floor, into the curving walls, rising toward a ceiling so high it faded into gloom.
ACSF chapter 53:
⁃ Raised symbols carved into the floor cast shadows against the crimson light. The entire round chamber was full of them. And in its center—the golden Harp, covered in intricate embossing, set with silver strings.
⁃ Nesta studied the carvings in the floor. They all seemed to spiral toward one point. “I think these are stars,” she breathed. “Constellations.” And like a golden sun, the Harp lay at the center of the system.
⁃ The Harp sat atop a large rendering of an eight-pointed star. Its cardinal points stretched longer than the other four, with the Harp situated directly in the heart of the star.
⁃ Fae screamed, pounding on stone that hadn’t been there a moment before, pleading for their children’s sakes, begging to be let out let out let out—
⁃ It was a trap, and our people were too blind to see it—
⁃ The Fae clawed at stone, tearing their nails on rock where there had once been a door. But the way back was now forever sealed, and they begged as they tried to pass their children through the solid wall, if only their children could be spared—
Portals: 3. The Harp: Bryce will use the Harp to go back to Midgard
ACSF chapter 20:
⁃ The Harp can open any door, physical or otherwise. Some say between worlds.
ACSF chapter 53:
⁃ The small strings are for games—light movement and leaping—but the longer, the final ones … Such deep wonders and horrors we could strum into being. Such great and monstrous magic I wrought with my last minstrel. Shall I show you? No. Just open up these wards. As you wish. Pluck the first string, then.
Lanthys was an Asteri / Daglan that stayed behind in Prythian and was captured and trapped in the Prison.
ACSF Chapter 15:
⁃ Lanthys could turn into wind and rip the air from your lungs, or turn into rain and drown you on dry land; he could peel your skin from your body with a few movements. He never revealed his true form, but when I faced him, he chose to appear as swirling mist. He fathered a race of faeries that still plague us, who thrived under Amarantha’s reign—the Bogge.
⁃ He feasts on fear and pain as much as the flesh itself.”
ACSF Chapter 54:
⁃ naked, golden-haired male stood before her. He was of average height, his golden skin sculpted with muscle, his sharp-boned face simmering with hate. Not a repulsive, awful creature, but one of beauty.
⁃ That which could not be killed was afraid of her blade.
⁃ “We shall rebuild to what we were before the golden legions of the Fae cast off their chains and overthrew us.
Fionn and Theia: Fionn was the first High King of Prythian, his wife Theia loved Aidas (Prince of the Chasm) and left with his general Pelias and her daughters taking the sword Gwydion. Pelias eventually killed Theia and married Helena. The other unnamed daughter escaped and was never seen again, she also had the starborn gift.
ACSF Chapter 55
⁃ one of the Fae heroes who rose up to overthrow them was Fionn, who was given the great sword Gwydion by the High Priestess Oleanna, who had dipped it into the Cauldron itself. Fionn and Gwydion overthrew the Daglan. A millennium of peace followed.
⁃ “Fionn unified them and set himself above them as High King. The first and only High King this land has ever had.”
⁃ “Fionn was betrayed by his queen, who had been leader of her own territory, and by his dearest friend, who was his general. They killed him, taking some of his bloodline’s most powerful and precious weapons, and then out of the chaos that followed,
HOEAB Chapter 29:
⁃ Great Romances of the Fae: Pelias was actually the high general for a Fae Queen named Theia when they entered this world during the Crossing—and Helena was her daughter. From what it sounds like, Queen Theia was also Starborn, and her daughter possessed the same power. Theia had a younger daughter with the same gift, but only Lady Helena gets mentioned.” Ruhn cleared his throat and read, “Night-haired Helena, from whose golden skin poured starlight and shadows. It seems like Pelias was one of several Fae back then with the Starborn power.”
HOEAB Epilogue:
⁃ “I thought Theia’s light was forever extinguished.” “So did I. I thought they’d made sure she and her power died on that last battlefield under Prince Pelias’s blade.” His eyes glowed with ancient rage. “But Bryce Quinlan bears her light.” “You can tell the difference between Bryce’s starlight and her brother’s?” “I shall never forget the exact shine and hue of Theia’s light. It is still a song in my blood.”
HOSAB Chapter 15:
⁃ Aidas’s eyes glowed like blue stars. “I remember the last Starborn Queen, Theia, and her powers.” He seemed to shudder. “Your light is her light. I’d recognize that luster anywhere. I’m assuming you have her other gifts as well.”
⁃ And I knew the sniveling prince whose light you bear.”
⁃ “I hadn’t realized they’d have individualized starlight. I always thought mine was only … brighter than yours.”
⁃ “Pelias was no true prince,” Aidas spat, fangs bared. “He was Theia’s high general and appointed himself prince after he forcibly wed Helena.”
⁃ But Bryce’s face had gone pale. “Queen Theia allowed this?” “Theia was dead by that point,” Aidas said flatly. “Pelias slew her.” He nodded to the Starsword in Ruhn’s hand. “And stole her blade when he’d finished.” He snarled. “That sword belongs to Theia’s female heir. Not the male offspring who corrupted her line.”
⁃ “Your celebrated Prince Pelias, the so-called first Starborn Prince, was an impostor. Theia’s other daughter got away—vanished into the night. I never learned of her fate. Pelias used the Starsword and the Horn to set himself up as a prince, and passed them on to his offspring, the children Helena bore him through rape.”
HOSAB Chapter 62:
⁃ Theia did. It was her downfall.” “The Starborn Queen?” “Yes. Aidas’s great love.” Bryce started. “His what?” Apollion waved a broad hand to the ruined world around them. “Why do you think I slew Pelias? Why do you think I went on to devour Sirius? All for him. My foolish, lovesick brother. In such a rage over Theia’s death at Pelias’s hands. His folly lost us that phase of the war.”
⁃ You summoned me into this dream to tell me about how Aidas, Prince of the Chasm, was the lover of Theia, the first Starborn Queen, even though they were enemies?” “They were not enemies. We were her allies. She and some of her Fae forces allied with us—against the Asteri.”
⁃ If he spoke true, and Hel hadn’t been their enemy back then … Whatever side Theia had ruled, she’d been … against the Asteri. And Pelias had killed her—fighting for the Asteri. Her mind spun. No wonder nobody knew about Theia. The Asteri had likely erased her from history. But a Fae Queen had loved a demon prince. And he had loved her enough to …
Starsword / Gwydion and the Dagger / Truth-teller
ACMAF chapter 28:
⁃ Azriel’s knife was out, balanced on a knee. Truth-Teller—the name stamped in silver Illyrian runes on the scabbard.
ACWAR chapter 27:
⁃ The obsidian hilt of Truth-Teller
ACWAR chapter 69:
⁃ “It has never failed me once,” the shadowsinger said, the midday sun devoured by the dark blade. “Some people say it is magic and will always strike true.”
ACSF chapter 42:
⁃ “No one has been able to create a magic sword in more than ten thousand years,” Amren said. “The last one Made, the great blade Gwydion, vanished around the time the last of the Trove went missing.”
⁃ myths regarding the sword. It had belonged to a true Fae High King in Prythian, as there had been in Hybern. He had united the lands, its people—and for a while, with that sword, peace had reigned. Until he had been betrayed by his own queen and his fiercest general, and lost the sword to them,
⁃ “Gwydion is gone,” Amren said, a shade sadly, “or has been gladly missing for millennia.”
⁃ Gwydion was given its powers when the High Priestess Oleanna dipped it into the Cauldron during its crafting.”
⁃ Gwydion, the last of the magic swords, had been dark as night and as beautiful.
⁃ holy, savior’s light of Gwydion,
HOEAB chapter 6:
⁃ the Starsword, fabled dark blade of the ancient Starborn Fae.
⁃ the sword was made from iridium mined from a meteorite, forged in another world—before the Fae had come through the Northern Rift.
HOEAB Capter 50:
⁃ “The sword doesn’t work like that. Aside from being picky about who draws it, the sword has no power without the knife.”
⁃ “The sword was part of a pair,” Ruhn said to him. “A long-bladed knife was forged from the iridium mined from the same meteorite, which fell on our old world.” The world the Fae had left to travel through the Northern Rift and into Midgard. “But we lost the knife eons ago. Even the Fae Archives have no record of how it might have been lost, but it seems to have been sometime during the First Wars.” “It’s another of the Fae’s countless inane prophecies,” Bryce muttered. “When knife and sword are reunited, so shall our people be.”
ACMAF chapter 28:
⁃ Azriel’s knife was out, balanced on a knee. Truth-Teller—the name stamped in silver Illyrian runes on the scabbard.
ACWAR chapter 27:
⁃ The obsidian hilt of Truth-Teller
ACWAR chapter 69:
⁃ “It has never failed me once,” the shadowsinger said, the midday sun devoured by the dark blade. “Some people say it is magic and will always strike true.”
HOSAB Chapter 78:
⁃ The female eyed the Starsword then. Looked to the first winged male—Bryce’s captor. Nodded to the dark-hilted knife at his side. The male drew it, and Bryce flinched. Flinched, but—“What the fuck?” The knife could have been the twin of the Starsword: black hilted and bladed. It was its twin. The Starsword began to hum within its sheath, glittering white light leaking from where leather met the dark hilt. The dagger— The male dropped the dagger to the plush carpet. All of them retreated as it flared with dark light, as if in answer. Alpha and Omega. “Gwydion,” the dark-haired female whispered, indicating the Starsword.
The Horn and the Dread Trove: the Horn (Luna’s horn) was the missing fourth object of the Dread Trove. It was Taken to Midgard by Pelias, and that’s why it isn’t remembered in Prythian.
ACSF chapter 20:
⁃ “What’s the Dread Trove?” Amren’s eyes glowed with a remnant of her power. “The Cauldron Made many objects of power, long ago, forging weapons of unrivaled might. Most were lost to history and war, and when I went into the Prison, only three remained. At the time, some claimed there were four, or that the fourth had been Unmade, but today’s legends only tell of three.” “The Mask,” Rhys murmured, “the Harp, and the Crown.”
ACSF chapter 54:
⁃ A fourth object lay on the altar, veiled in shadow. But she couldn’t make out more than a gleam of age-worn bone
ACSF chapter 55:
⁃ “There was a fourth object in the vision, but it was in shadow—was there ever a fourth part of the Trove? All I could make out was a bit of ancient bone.”
HOEAB Chapter 21:
⁃ “Luna’s Horn was a weapon wielded by Pelias, the first Starborn Prince, during the First Wars. The Fae forged it in their home world, named it for the goddess in their new one, and used it to battle the demon hordes once they made the Crossing. Pelias wielded the Horn until he died.”
⁃ the picture of the illuminated manuscript glaringly bright in the thick shadows. The illustration of the carved horn lifted to the lips of a helmeted Fae male was as pristine as it had been when inked millennia ago. Above the figure gleamed an eight-pointed star, the emblem of the Starborn.
⁃ “During the final battle of the First Wars, Prince Pelias and the Prince of the Pit faced each other. The two of them fought for like three fucking days, until the Star-Eater struck the fatal blow. But not before Pelias was able to summon all the Horn’s strength, and banished the Prince of the Pit, his brethren, and their armies back to Hel. He sealed the Northern Rift forever—
⁃ “The Horn cracked in two when Pelias sealed the Northern Rift. Its power was broken. The Fae and Asteri tried for years to renew it through magic and spells and all that crap, but no luck. It was given a place of honor in the Asteri Archives, but when they established Lunathion a few millennia later, they had it dedicated to the temple here.”
HOEAB Chapter 29:
⁃ the sacred objects were made only for Fae like them. That the Horn worked only when that starlight flowed through it, when it was filled with power. This claims that the Starborn magic, in addition to a bunch of other crap, can be channeled through the sacred objects—bringing them to life.
HOEAB Chapter 33:
⁃ “They wish to use the Horn to reopen the Northern Rift. The Horn’s purpose wasn’t merely to close doors—it opens them, too. It depends on what the bearer wishes.”
HOEAB Chapter 34:
⁃ I read some mentions of the Horn having a sort of sentience to it—almost like it was alive.
Urd (CC) goddess of fate is same as The Cauldron (ACOTAR)
HOSAB Chapter 64:
⁃ “I thought the Fae bowed to Luna, but perhaps you remember the old beliefs? From a time when Urd was not a goddess but a force, winding between worlds? When she was a vat of life, a mother to all, a secret language of the universe? The Fae worshipped her then.”
Hunt is part Fae: Jesiba and Aidas know who his father was. He was bread by the Asteri.
HOEAB Chapter 33: from the Oracle
⁃ “You remind me of that which was lost long ago,”… “I had not realized it might ever appear again.”
HOEAB Epilogue:
⁃ Aidas said at last, “I think Athalar’s father would have been proud.” “Sentimental of you.” Aidas shrugged as best his feline body would allow. “Feel free to disagree, of course,” he said, leaping off the bench. “You knew the male best.”
HOSAB Chapter 1:
⁃ “That one reminds me of Athalar.” Bryce arched a brow, grateful for the change of subject, and twisted toward where he’d pointed. On it, a powerful Fae male stood poised above an anvil, hammer raised skyward in one fist, lightning cracking from the skies, filling the hammer, and flowing down toward the object of the hammer’s intended blow: a sword. Its label read simply: Unknown sculptor. Palmira, circa 125 V.E.
⁃ “Who does it depict?” Bryce checked the sliver of writing in the lower right corner. “It just says The Making of the Sword.” Her mother peered at the half-faded etching. “In what language?” Bryce tried to keep her posture relaxed. “The Old Language of the Fae.”
HOSAB Chapter 8:
⁃ “I’ve got a nine-thousand-year-old Rhodinian bust of Thurr here.” Basically a broody male who was supposed to pass for the nearly forgotten minor storm deity. All that remained of him in their culture was the behemoth of a planet named after him.
HOSAB Chapter 43:
⁃ Bryce couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of him—like a god of lightning. Like Thurr himself. He looked exactly like that statuette that had sat on her desk a couple weeks ago—
HOSAB Chapter 62:
⁃ “Orion was bred to be receptive to our kind. Why do you think he is so adept at hunting us?
For the love of Libros 