Friendly reminder that Rhysand had a little sister.
Friendly reminder that Cassian probably loved that little girl, because she didn’t know or care that he was a bastard. She just knew him as Cas, as the male who helped her learn how to fly and cheered her up by pranking Rhys and doing whatever he could to make her smile.
Friendly reminder that, as a baby, she would have grown up around Azriel. That while other people might have flinched at his scars and shadows, they would simply have been normal to her. And she would have held his hand with her small fingers and let him make shadow puppets on the walls without using his hands.
Friendly reminder that Rhysand wasn’t her only brother. Friendly reminder that Cassian and Azriel were also her brothers. Friendly reminder that they lost her, too.