Priestess · Valkyrie · The Night Court
Gwyn Berdara
“I am the rock against which the surf crashes. Nothing can break me.”
Gwyn Berdara · A Court of Silver Flames
Light that survived the dark.
Priestess of the library beneath the House of Wind. Founding Valkyrie. The one who sings, and glows. We were not okay about it.
At a glance
The shape of her.
Who she is
Bookish, brave, unbroken.
Quick-witted. Warm. The humour and courage that surface through grief and absolutely undo us. Three-quarters High Fae, one-quarter river-nymph, raised in the temple at Sangravah — and the singing, and the light that rises with it. Yeah. Her.
The wound beneath
Sangravah, and Catrin.
Hybern raided the temple. She hid the children and stayed behind, and her twin Catrin was killed in front of her. Azriel carried her to the House of Wind. She hid in the library — until Nesta drew her out, and she learned she could be strong. We will never recover.
Her people
The ones who drew her out.
Her arc
From the library, to the summit.
Hidden
She would not leave the library. That is where Nesta found her.
Drawn out
Into Valkyrie training — and first of the three to cut the ribbon. Of course she was.
The Blood Rite
Kidnapped and forced in. One of the first females ever. We're still not over it.
Carynthian
The summit of Ramiel. Her hand on the onyx monolith. Earned.
— The Turn —
“Because I don't ever want to feel powerless again.”
A Court of Silver Flames
In her words
In her own words.
“Your story is worth telling, you know.”
to Nesta · ACOSF
“Gwyn's hair seemed to glow brighter with her song, skin radiating a beckoning light.”
the singing-glow · ACOSF
“Valkyrie.”
Nesta, crowning her with the severed ribbon · ACOSF
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