The Spring Court is one of the seven Courts of Prythian and one of the four Seasonal Courts. The High Lord of this Court is Tamlin, who's gifted with great strength and shapeshifting magic -- to change his form into a beast or the appearances of others. Rosehall is the name of Tamlin's ancestral home.
The Spring Court is a land of rolling green hills, lush forests, and clear, bottomless lakes. Magic didn’t just abound in the bumps and the hollows – it grew there. To the south, the Court borders the Wall and likewise the Mortal Realm. Its northern borders are the Summer Court and the Autumn Court.
While the Spring Court boasts no cities, a large village is located close to the High Lord’s estate, less than five miles away. Most of the village was destroyed due to Amarantha; however, a tavern and a well in the middle of the village had been completely rebuilt.
In the time period of A Court of Frost and Starlight, the Spring Court is described as unkempt and breaking into pieces. The manor is crumbling, hasn't been cleaned, and Tamlin has lost all respect in his own Court. This is Feyre's doing from when she left and turned the Spring Court against Tamlin. The Court itself could be a metaphor to Tamlin, but that is only a theory.
Rosehall is the personal residence of the High Lord of the Spring Court, a magnificent manor sprawled across a rolling green land. It is veiled in roses and ivy, with patios, balconies, and staircases sprouting from its alabaster sides. The grounds are encased by woods that stretched so far one can barely see the distant line of the forest. Inside, it is even more opulent. Black-and-white chequered marble floor shone, flowing to countless doors and a sweeping staircase. A long hall stretched ahead to the giant glass doors at the other end of the house, and through them is a second garden, grander than the one out front. Here can be found a rose garden that was planted as a mating gift from Tamlin's father to Tamlin's mother. The manor house contains a study, a private library, a small but well-stocked infirmary, and a gallery. A great hall of marble and gold act as a throne room, with a dais on its center and a giant throne of carved roses above it.
Feyre's bedroom is described as being larger than her entire cottage. It's walls are pale green, and delicately sketched with patterns of gold, with the moldings golden as well. It has ivory furniture and rugs, a marble vanity, a gigantic bed with a similar color scheme, and curtains that hang from the towering headboard. The windows' curtains are made of silk with gold velvet.
Lucien's bedroom is described as being similar to Feyre's in shape, but bedecked in hues of orange, red, and gold, with faint traces of green and brown. It's like being in an autumn wood. In lieu of a pretty breakfast table by the window, a worn worktable dominates the space, covered in various weapons.
During the War, the Spring Court allied with Hybern to keep the humans enslaved. Tamlin's father was High Lord at this time. (Tamlin’s father – a fickle and vicious Lord whom was very close to both the King of Hybern and Amarantha). Tamlin as a child often accompanied him on trips to Hybern.
Amarantha eventually grew to desire Tamlin – to lust for him. Tamlin had come across stories from others about the War and knew what Amarantha, his father, and the king had done to faeries and humans alike. Tamlin also learns what she did to Jurian as punishment for her sister’s death. He was wary of her when she came to Prythian as the King of Hybern’s emissary, despite her attempts to lure him into her bed and the attempts to build trade between the two nations. He kept his distance, right up until Amarantha stole the powers of the High Lords and crowned herself the High Queen of Prythian.
Lucien was sent to her as Tamlin’s emissary, to try to treat for peace between them. She refused, and Lucien told her to go back to the shit-hole she’d crawled out of. She took his eye as punishment by carving it out with her own fingernail then scarred his face. She sent him back so bloody that Tamlin vomited when he saw his friend.
After that, she hosted a masquerade Under the Mountain for herself. A party, she said – to make amends for what she’d done to Lucien, and a masquerade so he didn’t have to reveal the horrible scarring on his face. The entire Spring Court was to attend, even the servants, and to wear masks – to honor Tamlin’s shape-shifting powers, she said. He was willing to try to end the conflict without slaughter.
When the entire Spring Court was assembled, Amarantha claimed that peace could be had – if Tamlin joined her as her lover and consort. But when she tried to touch him, he refused to let her near. Not after what she’d done to Lucien. He said that he would sooner take a human to his bed, sooner marry a human, than ever touch her. She might have let it go, had he not then said that her own sister had preferred a human’s company to hers, that her own sister had chosen Jurian over her.
But she told Tamlin that she was in a generous mood. She told him she’d give him a chance to break the spell she’d put upon him to steal his power. She said he had seven times seven years before she claimed him, before he had to join her Under the Mountain. If he wanted to break her curse, he need only find a human girl willing to marry him. But not any girl – a human with ice in her heart, with hatred for their kind. A human girl willing to kill a faerie.
The faerie she killed had to be one of his men, sent across the Wall by him. The girl could only be brought here to be courted if she killed one of his men in an unprovoked attack – killed him for hatred alone, just as Jurian had done to Clythia. So he could understand her sister’s pain.
It was all a cruel joke, a clever punishment, to Amarantha. But the spell on Tamlin could only be broken if the human girl did just that before the forty-nine years were over – if that girl said to his face that she loved him, and meant it with her entire heart. Amarantha knew humans were preoccupied with beauty, and thus bound the masks to all the Spring faeries' faces, to his face, so it would be more difficult to find a girl willing to look beyond the mask, beyond his faerie nature, and to the soul beneath. Then she bound them so they couldn’t say a word about the curse. Not a single word.
- The Spring Court has a biannual Tithe, where its subjects pay a forced tribute. If unable to pay the consequences are disastrous.
- The bloodline of the High Lord of the Spring Court possesses five crowns. Tamlin wears a golden crown molded into a wreath of spring's first flowers, crafted with emeralds, sapphires, and amethyst.
|Characters||Tamlin · Feyre Archeron (former) · Lucien Vanserra (former) · Alis (former) · Ianthe † · Andras † · Bron · Hart · Tamlin's father · Tamlin's mother · Ianthe's father · Ianthe's mother · Ianthe's sisters|
|Locations||Village · Western Forest|