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Chapter 37. The poisoned dagger

Aedion's perspective

He had seen the look Rowan and Aelin had given each other, the way they had peeked at him. Something was off and he didn't like being left in the dark. But that lost all meaning when he looked at Aelin, the smug grin was wiped from his face.

Rowan's perspective

Aelin's face was still swollen nearly beyond recognition and the scratches bled slowly. Her eyes suddenly lost focus of him and they stared into the abyss. Something was wrong. Then Rowan smelled it; sour with a hint of death, the stank stung in his nostrils and he had no idea how he hadn't felt it before. Aelin's eyes rolled back and she was about to collapse, but Rowan caught her in midair and he felt how her limps relaxed when she passed out. He laid her down and his hand where shaking when he strapped off the neck-part of her suit.

"Get a healer, NOW!" roared Rowan.

She hadn't healed the wound on her throat completely and it looked much worse than it had just an hour ago. The edges had turned black and the veins around it where visible through the skin and they had a strange green color. The blade must had been poisoned and the Wyrdkey must have delayed its effect.

The bound told him that she was still there, but she felt further away for every second, he had to find an antidote, a way to get her back.

Foots sounded behind him and Rowan was shoved away. He looked as the healer examined Aelin and picked up something out of his bag. He forced Aelin's mouth open and opened a glass bottle, he was about to pour a white solution down her throat when Aelin suddenly grabbed his wrist and opened her eyes. Rowan could smell the fear and the stank of pee from the healer, apparently it wasn't everyday someone seemingly gone refused treatment.

The bound told him that she was back, but it was still week and felt like she was far away.

"No. Water," her hoarse voice was hard and full of authority. "Rowan."

He flinched when he heard his name, then he snapped into action. He created a thin layer ice on her throat and it melted when it touched her skin. He could feel Aelin gathering her magic and he opened up so she could use his power as well, but she wasn't in any need of his powers, just the ice.

Rowan hunched beside her and continued to create new ice so it could melt and she used her water magic to heal the wound. The healer came out of his shock and started to help her and the three worked in silence except for Aelin's ragged breaths. Aedion and the king was in the background. Rowan didn't know how long time passed but they came with water and his work was no longer needed, all he could do was giving Aelin power she didn't need. He had never felt so hopeless before.

Aelin's perspective

The poison was pulsating within her, filling her every vein. But so was her power and it was a battle without a certain outcome. But it took time, as she fought the battle against the poison, the healer healed her throat and stupidly enough her face. She would had protested against him wasting that power if she wasn't so concentrated on surviving. Aelin could feel Rowan in the background.

She could finally breathe without wheezing, she no longer needed to pretend like the pain wasn't there. Because it wasn't. But every inch of her was tired.

"We'll leave the day after tomorrow instead," her voice was ragged but strong. Much stronger than she felt. Firm arms wrapped around her and lifted her up. Rowan's scent covered the healers stank. She turned her head to the king and her stare met his worried gaze.

"You know you can stay…" he didn't finish the sentence; he must have realized that it was hopeless. "Will we talk terms about an alliance over breakfast tomorrow?"

Aelin nodded slightly, it was all she had energy to do.

Rowans perspective

She was completely still in his arms as he carried her through the castle. The cold air within the limestone walls eased his headache. He was worried for her, but the bound told him that she was fine, just exhausted. He closed his eyes and pressed his nosed in her hair and breathed in slowly. She was fine. A slit throat and a poisoned dagger wasn't enough to extinguish her flames.

Rowan heard the sound of claws against stone and he was ready to protect his Fireheart if needed. He turned around and pressed Aelin closer. Gavriel, or his Kitty-cat friend as Aelin called him, came towards them in his mountain cat form. A flash of light and his friend was back in his Fae shape. The male raised his eyebrows in a silent question.

"She's fine."

"You have mated her." It wasn't a question and it demanded no answer but Rowan nodded anyway. "She's stupid for going against the Queen like that. But brave."

Rowan nodded again. He didn't know what Gavriel was after. Because he was one of The Cadre, not Rowan's friend. The male had been the only one Rowan trusted for hundreds of years, but he was bound to Maeve, therefor he couldn't be trusted. Not anymore. Rowan took a deep breath and sniffed in the air, it felt like the blood in his veins froze to ice. He had been right.

"The demi-Fae, the one who looks like Aelin, have you met him?" Gavriel shook his head. "But you have heard of him?" A nod. "It's her cousin, he is twenty-three and his mother did the right thing to take the knowledge of who his father was to the grave. I hope you do the same. Because the Blood oath is deeper than blood ties."

Gavriel stared at Rowan and shook his head slowly.

"You are wrong."

"See for yourself, but make sure that Maeve doesn't know. You know what she would do and Aelin wouldn't stop at anything to get her revenge." With those words he left The Cadre behind. Hoping that he would make the right decision.

Aelin started to wake up when Rowan placed her on the bed and removed her tinker's construct-suit, her eyes were half opened as he tucked her in. They looked at each other quietly for a long while before Aelin patted on the bed beside her, gesturing to him to lay down.

Rowan undressed and joined Aelin in the bed. They laid on the side and stared at each other once again, as they couldn't get enough of one another. Rowan reached out a hand and stroke Aelin's cheek.

"I know that you are the Queen, but this is one of the things you aren't allowed to do." His voice was low and he stared her deep in the eyes.

"Share bed with a male I'm not committed to?" Her eyes smiled, but Rowan made a sound that told her he wasn't entertained.

"I know Rowan; I'll make sure to check with the next person that's going to stab me or slit my throat me if he's using a poisoned blade. If he is, I'm going to tell him not to because my big scary Buzzard will rip his arms out." Aelin blinked slowly before a big grin spread across her face. Rowan shook his head and couldn't help but answer her grin.

He moved his hand from her cheek to her back and moved her closer to him, pressed his lips against hers. The kiss exposed all that had been left unsaid.

She fell asleep in his arms, her face pressed against his chest. Rowan didn't sleep that night. He didn't move his eyes from her for a single second. Aelin was here, in his arms. Alive. Safe.

Aedion's perspective

A strange scent lingered in the corridor as Aedion walked to Aelin and Rowan's room in the morning, the same scent that had bothered him ever since Maeve and her eternal slaves had come to the castle. Something about it was different, but also so familiar. The scent was newer than ever before, the source had to be close. He walked with determination and relaxed shoulders at the same time as he listened as hard as he could. His Fae hearing picked up a sound ahead of him, told him that someone was lurking in the shadow behind an archway. Aedion continued to walk like he hadn't noticed anything and when he was close to the archway, he threw himself forward and stood eye to eye with one of The Cadre, The Lion.

Aelin I like a rechargeable battery. She's full of power until it's all used, after recharging she fully back. But the less power that's left before recharging, the longer it will take to regain… Yepp, this is my way to be able to say that I studied technology as I should and wasn't writing fanic during my lesson… No joke…