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It you are wondering where I've been..blame exams. Yeah...Not extremely proud of this but thanks for all the reviews! I love you all so much! This is a crappy chapter because I forgot what...I planned.

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Sarah J. Maas.

Aedion Ashryver was going to find her real soon. He knew she was at this university, coincidentally the same one he went to. He was going to see his cousin for the first time in over twelve years. He had lost her but there was no-one else with her name. It was too unique.

Aelin.

Aedion was so caught up in his own thoughts that he walked into someone's locker.

Smooth.

The girl glared at him. She was pretty that words couldn't really describe her. He stared at her tattoo, a ghost leopard, while she just glared at him.

"Be careful. There's such a thing as open lockers."

"They can do that?" Aedion said with a sly grin. He didn't actually know that there were lockers in a university but then he realized he was at the university gym, so there was a need for them.

Oh well. He was beyond distracted at this moment. He had one goal and he was determined to achieve it.

"Yeah you walked right into one if you forgot."

"Maybe it was because I was staring at an angel."

The girl snorted. Attractive. "How long have you been waiting to use that pick up line?"

Aedion shrugged, "ever since I read it on Tumblr. I mean 9gag. Not Tumblr because that's such a girl thing." Aedion backtracked but one glance at the girls face told him that wasn't the right thing to say.

The girl huffed. "Really now? Putting gender barriers on social networks? What is wrong with the world? Oh yeah, everything."

"Ain't that the truth." Aedion stuck out his hand, timidly. He felt like a goof ball, which was something that never happened. He was usually smooth with the ladies. He was reliable with the ladies. "Name's Aedion."

The girl stared at his hand. "Are you okay? No-one from this generation does that, unless your looking for business and I don't do that sort of thing anymore."

The 'anymore' part stuck in his head. Aedion shrugged.

"But once upon a time you did."

"Hmm. I was quite the party animal."

Aedion stopped looking for his cousin, at this moment. He was quite content to speak with this girl. She was beautiful and kind and definitely wasn't afraid to speak her mind.

XxX

"He'll hate me."

Her head was in Dorian's lap.

"Aelin. You're being ridiculous? What would he hate you for? I'll beat Aedion up if he does... A fair warning though, that guy works out. I might have to rather sic Chaol on him."

She lifted her head to face him but he wasn't looking at her. He was looking at the sky, his eyes as blue as it.

"I'm..."

"I know, Aelin. I know."

Aelin digested the information. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. I'll find him eventually.

Xx

"So you're looking for your long lost cousin."

Aedion bit his lip. "Sort of. I'm... I actually think she's avoiding me."

The girl rolled her eyes. She seemed to do that a lot with him around. It was as if every second word that came out his mouth made no sense to her and trust him. He had spent a lot of time staring at her mouth.

A bit of wind ruffled his hair and a leaf was stuck in her hair. He still hasn't figured out her name and she hasn't given it to him. She was a good detective and Aedion thought that it was fitting since she was studying journalism.

She was good at getting answers out of him but giving none.

"What is your name?"

She grinned. Running a hand through her hair, Adion's eyes raked over her tat. He wanted to know why she had got it. What it meant to her and most importantly where she had it done.

It was beautiful.

"Lysandra."

"Excuse you."

She rolled her eyes, again. "My name is Lysandra."

"Oh." Aedion was at a loss for words. "Lysandra."

He smiled. He liked how it rolled off his tongue and into the air. Like it was meant to be said by him.

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"Aelin."

"What?"

"I think you fell asleep."

"So-"

"You were having a nightmare."

"Sorry, Dorian."

"It's okay. Do you want to talk about it?"

"I don't remember," she said sharply.

He chuckled darlly, "sure. By that tone I totally believe you."

Aelin rubbed her eyes. She really didn't remember it but all her nightmares were the same so honestly it was basically lying but telling the truth. Her phone rang and she looked at it and grimace. Professor Whitethorn.

"Aelin speaking," she said. She could feel the anger rolling off Rowan.

"Get. Here. Now." He took a deep breathe. "Oh, bring coffee please."