Hey guys so this is super short for a reason. I originally started writing this to be a one shot and then became so obsessed with my idea it ended up turning into a multi-chap fic. So I have more written but in order to make this writing good and well developed I have to break it into chunks and where I ended this was the only way to cohesively end this introductory chapter. But do not worry, I have two other chapters complete and am working on the fourth as well as my other fic with Feyre and Rhysand as we speak so I will update this story consistently for the next few days at least and then it may take longer, but it's summer so who knows. Anyway enjoy and review to let me know what you think, maybe of where you think the story is going?
Chapter 1:
"I don't know why you're so surprised, Adeion is practically my twin, he's bound to be just as sarcastic and witty as me."
Aelin crossed her large room, speaking over her shoulder at Rowan who was laying in her king-sized luxurious bed.
"I have enough trouble with you, I don't need another Aelin."
She was already in her closet changing into another one of her provocative nightgowns, and didn't deign to respond to him. It was a teal and gold nightgown, one of the few Rowan hadn't seen yet. It was one she had bought just to tease him. She came out and leaned against the door frame and studied her nails as Rowan took her in.
"Are you done showing yourself off and ready to get in bed or are you going to flounce in that short thing down the street for everyone to appreciate?"
She frowned, "you didn't even see the back."
He gave her a cutting look" I don't need to see the ba..."
His voices trailed off as she turned around showing him the back... But well there was no back. Some fabric clung to her backside and two strings crisscrossed in a brilliant gold across her back showcasing her tattooed scars. Rowan was silent for a moment and Aelin held her breath.
"Aelin get your smart ass mouth in bed and sleep. Tomorrow's going to be a long day."
Aelin grinned and slinked like a feline to the edge of the bed and took her time getting into the bed. She tucked herself in and turned her back to Rowan who chuckled softly. Aelin was pulled into a deep sleep before a sudden wrongness woke her. She reached for the dagger she kept hidden and crept to the open window where the curtain was flowing in the wind. Tern was at edge of window twirling his dagger in his fingers lazily. Aelin's blood thumped. Clearly Arobynn was playing his games if he sent one of his dogs.
"The King has requested your presence immediately."
Aelin bared her teeth, disappointed she couldn't bare her canines as she was in her human form.
"Became one man's dog for another did you? Working for the king now?"
She hissed at him. Tern glared.
"No. Arobynn is still my master. Of course the king doesn't know you're here, but he knows Arobynn could get you here in no time at all so he employed his help, and Arobynn was glad to provide. You will come now, and you will be silent and you will not say a word to the oversized oaf warming your bed."
Aelin didn't look over her shoulder at the sleeping fae so large he took up three quarters of the king sized bed. She knew he lay on his stomach, his legs bent slightly and his face in a pillow.
"I do hope there's an 'or else' at the end of that sentence, it would tie in so nicely. And hopefully you're better at keeping your promises now than you were back then."
His face stayed impassive but she noticed the vein by his throat bob and knew she'd struck a sore spot. He'd promised to kill her three years ago but instead she rendered him incapacitated, Arobynn had commended his beautiful protégée on a job well done and given her a present, he had Tern beaten bloody and allowed Aelin the honor of watching. She did, relishing it.
Tern turned to leave, pausing only to snap: "and Celaena put some clothes on too."
Her hands tightened on her dagger but she didn't respond as he dropped out the window and left. She returned to the closet and donned her black and red champion clothes and became Celaena Sardothien once more. Her hair had returned to its blonde state and Aelin dabbed makeup around her eyes hoping it dimmed the striking color that told everyone she was Aedion's cousin. She grabbed her sword and slung it across her back climbing out the window and made her way to the looming glass castle.
I know I know I know! I said short and I didn't lie but I swear I'll add more tomorrow. Hope you liked it thus far, and don't forget to reply to share you thoughts, opinions and feels! Mwah.