It’s a little shocking, the ferocious way she tries to devour him. “There’s only one room and one bed,” she glances at Gavriel. Take Aedion camping, they said. But he never pushes too far, or stays too long. Eyeing the slim book, Gavriel takes it, opening to the first page. Throne of Glass is a young adult high fantasy novel series by American author Sarah J. Maas, beginning with Throne of Glass, released in August 2012.The story follows the journey of Celaena Sardothien, a teenage assassin in a corrupt kingdom with a tyrannical ruler, The King of Adarlan. Brick, Brack, Bridge He’s not sure if he nods or not; the pain in his head in becoming worse. She loved music, to dance and laugh and just be free.”, He breathes that last word, tawny eyes alight with passion. I hope I can become worthy it.”, “Oh, Aedion,” Gavriel reaches over to clasp his shoulder, a wide smile spreading across his face. “Fucking hell,” Aedion hisses, resisting the urge to bang his head against the table. It took awhile to notice the signs of fatigue in Aedion, the details almost unnoticeable but there. He hasn’t had someone so close to his mother to speak to in years. He does have a list of things that he wonders about his son, but how to start on it? 19. Gavriel’s created a situation where Aedion can either say yes, and explain, or say no, and take the bed, which he obviously does not want to do. “No,” Fenrys is still grinning, mirth in his eyes. None of interest, just of presence, I suppose.”. If there’s any confusion over what you do or don’t prefer-“, “Is this supposed to make me feel better?” Aedion scowls. It’s obvious that it’s another nightmare. He’s never told Aedion that he’s done it, or asked for credit. “This is training. “In… Out… Good, Aedion. “I’m just so, so tired…”, “I know you are,” Gavriel closes his eyes, still holding Aedion close. “I’m Adarlan’s Whore,” Aedion speaks, strangely disconnected from his own body, the words leaving his mouth before he even thinks them. He allows the words to sink in, knowing that this most likely isn’t the first time his son has heard something like this. Aedion scowls, leaning away. A constant tidal wave of emotions such as worry and pain at the inability to fix the thing harming their child? This fic contains 3 short stories, or one shots. To trade and switch stories. Eyeing Aedion, he realises that his son hasn’t removed any of his weapons, or any articles of clothing. rowaelin throneofglass aelin tog rowan sarahjmaas acotar feysand lysandra rowanwhitethorn empireofstorms aedion feyre rhysand manorian dorian acomaf elorcan heiroffire lysaedion 373 … I’m going to go get you some water, then we can go upstairs.”. Too many impossible wishes. 24. Are you feeling alright?”, “Does anyone do anything but gossip in this court?!”. From who he doesn’t know. Should Gavriel say something? He stares into the flames, Gavriel copying his position. “What are we-“. An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works “Do not do it,” Aedion deadpans, eyes closed as he rests his head in his hands. “They also knew I was a demi-fea. The city. “Before the war?”, Aedion barks a laugh, a vicious glint edging his eyes. Rhysand is described to be heartbreakingly handsome and have short blue-black hair, like a raven's feathers, and violet eyes with flecks of silver like starlight. A steady, warm presence as he tips his head back to stare at the stars. When Gavriel wants to find Aedion and ask him about things, he finds and asks. As Rowan took a long sip from his water bottle Lorcan tore his gaze away from Rowan and focused on Aedion. “There is such a thing as people who may be romantically attracted to both genders, yet only... prefer one in that sense and-“. Both is fantastic, too.”. “It’s sensing no danger, so it’s dropping its guard. As soon as they enter the building Fenrys and Aelin head for the bar, the others following. It takes all of Gavriel’s willpower not to force his clearly ill son back into bed, instead waiting until Aedion is back upstairs to hover around him again, persisting until his son lays down. Such as whether you like males or females. You may not understand this yet, but to a parent there is nothing more precious than their child, their legacy. “Along the coast is warmer. 22. “No,” Aedion holds up both his hands, taking a step back. Miss Galathynius. “You should have told me,” Gavriel frowns, sitting next to the bed in a chair, gently using a damn cloth to cool Aedion’s forehead. You’re still tired from not sleeping enough yesterday and the journey today.”. Silently, he prowls to stand between the bed and the couch. You got a ruby tiara from Dorian and Manon and I got you nine books that you gave me the list for. “We’ll work something out. If stepping through those gates meant giving you a higher chance of living your life, of being happy, then I would do nothing different.”, Aedion breathes in a deep, unsettled breath. Once, those words would have been met by disbelief, and anger. “They were mainly for party tricks, but when you’re stuck in one spot while a blizzard rages on your find you can pick up a few skills from other soldiers.”, Pride flares in Gavriel’s chest again at how Aedion learnt through adversity. Some strange part of him just… trusts, that Gavriel will never hurt him the way others have. Not coated with dark rings thanks to the few hours of sleep he achieved, but instead misted over as if lost in a fog. This work's creator has chosen to moderate comments on the work. “Aedion. It’s so different to the angry tears Aedion unleashed the other night. 25. Hurts.”. The way that Aedion smiles at Gavriel when he enters the room, and gives a nod of recognition. Bones, Paper, Sounds It was just a nightmare. “I was just worried since you seemed to have struggled in the regards to finding a partner before Lysandra. In through the nose, then out through your mouth.”. Feeling his son’s pulse through his shirt Gavriel swears under his breath, finally realising what’s happening. Let go of the knife and I will let you up.”. They sit at the table, Aedion watching as Gavriel neatly piles his plate full of food before grabbing a few pieces of fruit, bread and crackers himself. A large skylight covers most of the roof. On his feet in an instant, Gavriel pads over to Aedion, quickly taking him in. And how could she believe that their bond was that weak? Just... ignore whatever Fenrys says.”. “Aedion,” Gavriel changes his voice back to the firm command he uses for soldiers, watching Aedion stop on instinct. Slowly standing, Gavriel warily watches as his son moves to his feet. Up until this point you’ve been trained mainly by humans, or fae that use magic,” he sends Aedion a dangerous smile, “now you’ll be dealing with us.”, Aedion grins straight back. “Good,” Aedion tries not to tense, to remain relaxed. “You take the bed,” Aedion picks up two blankets set on the edge of the bed, collapsing on the couch and throwing them over his body and staring through the sky-light at the stars. Just that past memory that’s never been soothed. There, she meets with two characters who she tries her best to learn under. “I am going back to bed,” Aedion announces, turning on his heel. “Fenrys drinks worse than a twenty year old.”. “Aelin plays piano; do play any instruments?”, “Fiddle, drums, flute, panpipe and a few others,” Aedion lists much to Gavriel’s shock. Aedion stares down at him, gaze unwavering. “What did your training in the forests involve? 20. With that she leaves the room, Aedion glaring daggers into her back the entire way. It’s still annoying to know that all fae are able to smell that he is Gavriel’s son, that there is no way to hide that irreversible truth. It appears that they were resting in front of a fire, not dripping large puddles anymore, yet obviously still cold if the small shiver of Aedion’s skin is anything to go by. “Loud. Aedion never threw her away, but it became obvious that she could do it to him, not forever but at least for a large period of time. See more ideas about throne of glass fanart, fantasy dress, throne of glass series. Crowned In Flowers And Starlight — Aelin meets Feyre fanfic. Aedion whined, "But Rowan!" “When is your birthday?” He may as well ask Aedion himself, instead of Aelin. “I suppose I did.”, Aedion gives a soft smile, stoking at the fire. AelinXAedion. With both your mother and mine combined fae blood, you being born is a miracle of chance. “I can see the resemblance between you two,” he braces his arms on the desk, leaning forward. 16. In the end, it’s the tiny sound that’s the answer. That disappoints me greatly. I knew it would do no good.”, Aelin sighs, rubbing at her face. But cracking his eyes open to see Gavriel sitting on the couch, reading and obviously on guard, sends a strange wave of comfort flowing through him. How to validate them. “I wish I knew what kind of a person she was. “I am not a five year old child,” Aedion huffs, shuffling on the couch to get comfortable. “Let’s head back to the inn,” Aedion suggests, tapping his own book against his leg. Though he suspects that there was a large amount a blackmail, threats and bribery involved. As soon as his fingers graze Aedion’s shoulders his son springs into action, a knife suddenly flying towards Gavriel’s throat. When I come back tell a which point you could no longer hear me, alright?”. When I move my hand up, breath in, when I move my hand down your back, breath out. That she could leave him to suffer for ten years. Or Gavriel could get the book himself, then give it to Aedion for a holiday gift, or perhaps his birthday-. Where he could avoid pain. “Stop provoking each other! He hears his father leap of into the undergrowth in his lion form. Stewing in the silence, Gavriel stares through the sky-light at the moon and stars, soon drifting off to sleep. Drift, Rift, Shift 7. I hurt you. “Gods,” Lysandra growls, pushing Aedion against the door to their room as soon as he closes it, smashing her lips against his. “You should have rested,” Gavriel grits his teeth, worry lacing his features. In this form.”, Oh gods. “Careful, the day you pass thirty you’ll realise how troublesome it is,” Gavriel smiles warmly back. Not when Gavriel is clearly annoyed and is probably going to either ignore him or just leave-, “She was fierce,” Gavriel immediately replies, no hesitation or need for clarification. Deciding not to argue, Aedion allows his body to sinks back into the bed, the weightlessness of not carrying weapons or armour when sleeping a strange sensation. “That was horrific.”, Aelin smirks. “Most medicines that withhold nausea also keep me asleep deeply to the point I don’t wake,” Aedion stabs at another piece of fruit. 11. Pausing, a slice of apple raised to his mouth, Aedion contemplates his answer. Besides, for your last birthday you held a party. I did them.”. It’ll take time to unravel the strings binding him, but they have that time now that the war is over, and Gavriel plans to use it. “Gods-be-damned, Aedion. On keeping alert at every possible moment. Aedion starts slightly, but blinks in confusion at Gavriel. (collapse). The urge to protectively drift closer to his son is overwhelming, Gavriel eyeing the woman that hands Aedion room keys with disguised apprehension. So he just leaves with that shattered bottle rattling in his chest. You need more friends outside of our group.”. “Fine,” Aedion blows out a breath, quickly changing shirts, throat constricting at suddenly wearing something with his fathers scent. Some Gavriel dispel as complete rumours, and others he adds finer details to. I just thought that maybe there were some things you’d like to discuss or tell me. Tip, Tap, Top His entire life Aedion had been trained to protect and serve Aelin, ready to put down his life for his sister figure, for the female that he shares such a strong bond with. “Are you... are you asking about what I...?”, Immediately, Gavriel swallows, mirroring Aedion’s discomfort as his hands clench and unclench at his sides. That makes more sense. How can he not be, when his son is shivering under blankets, hurling to the side to heave into the bucket Gavriel has left besides him every few minutes? Would his son avoided suffering, or been thrown right into it? He turns to Aedion, immediately regretting the decision when he see’s the peaceful look upon Aedion’s face. “Read the book,” Harsel reaches out, tapping the cover. I don’t know when they’ll arrive; I just know where you need to meet them. Is this what it feels like for all parents when their children have suddenly fallen ill? “We’re about to go drinking and dancing. Perhaps Aedion will be similar. “We-we’ve never really talked about your, ah, preferences before. 26. “Whatever I can get my hands on-“, “He likes the Dares Laical books,” the old man mentions, reading himself. Rowan and Aelin smut, and dam right I'm going to enjoy writing this one shot. The only complaints he has had, in fact, have been when Gavriel tried to remove blankets from the bed and forced medicine down Aedion’s throat. It was a surprise when Aedion mentioned going to the store, yet the way the old man at the counter nodded to Aedion, and the way Aedion knew exactly where the free books shelf was, indicates that it’s not his first time in the book-filled room. He has tattoos on both of his knees of … “But we did hear your interesting conversation a few days ago. Aedion releases a muffled sound of surprise, brows raised, but wraps his arms around her waist just as enthusiastically. “I-“ Aedion takes a moment to think of the right words. It doesn’t take long, Aedion knowing many surprising paths through the forest that don’t appear on any maps. 10. Aedion stares at the two older fae, Fenrys grinning widely while Rowan nearly covers his face with a hand, his features screwed with displeasure. Well. If he thinks back, and adds the months, then Aedion should have been born a little earlier in the year, around winter. Sending her one last glare, he finally leaves for his room. Wake up-“. “We can cut straight through the forest,” Aedion mentions once they near the thick canopy of trees. He does know that Gavriel handed him a glass, helping him to drink the strangely sweet concoction before heading back to their room with him. It was such a small, hopeless, scared sound. He’s gone ten years without speaking of any of that to anyone. A gas-lamp sits on the small table resting between the two pieces of furniture, offering light in the room. He’s realised by now that the littlest of things, the smallest mention of words or actions, can set Aedion off. “What do you want in return for it?”. So waking up to find himself in a warm room, covered with blankets instead of the fabrics out of place, is a change of pace that causes his instincts to purr in delight. “When I was sick, and you spoke of her…”, “Your mother,” Gavriel sighs, the sound heavy. Publisher: Bloomsbury USA Children’s (September 1, 2015). Aedion? He hears him work his way through the trees, animals scattering around him, Gavriel obviously not silencing his movements to make it easier for his son. Blinking, Gavriel wanders over to the file. Kit, Kat, Krat It shocks them both, the way they immediately flew into familiar patterns. Once he realises what’s happening Gavriel prepares to rise out of bed, but a gasp stops him. And while Aedion did not doubt Aelin's skill as a warrior, the King of Adarlan was in another league entirely. “Aedion,” Gavriel extends his arm, keeping his body a safe distance from Aedion and squeezing his shoulder. Now all that's left is to regroup and rebuild. “So,” Gavriel strolls next to Aedion, “I heard you and Lysandra talked. would you have come back for me?”, Her eyes shutter, becoming guarded. “Liar,” Aedion’s face hardens. Gods above, he was thirteen years old. “They’ve always given me clear passage, ever since I was a child,” Aedion strolls forward, highly aware of Gavriel’s eyes following him. For the past ten years his son was spread thin between handling both the rebuilding of Terrasen, Adarlan, the rebels, people and armies. I swear to the gods-“, “She didn’t,” Rowan breathes in a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose. And Lys and I are fine. Eventually, he realises that Aedion has fallen asleep, slumping slowly into Gavriel’s arm. “It’ll warm you up.”. “When my mother died that information died with her,” Aedion pockets the small book, heading towards the door. The scarring around Gavriel’s neck is still clear as day, a stark reminder of Gavriel’s near-sacrifice. Of bottled up hurt raging forth thanks to the fever setting in. “I would have knocked down the door of every assassin guild in the continent if I knew you were alive.”, “I would have too,” Aelin’s voice is soft in the room. He moves to gently trace the wrinkles, rubbing them away. Thank you for caring for me, for defending me and for being willing to have pride in me. “Back when I wanted to play dress up and you let me-“, “I don’t see why you yelled,” Elide speaks to Aedion in hushed tones, the rest of the group walking further up the street. But when you’ve been fighting since you were thirteen, betrayed by multiple people at every turn, losing and being lied to by your cousin more than once, it makes sense that these kind of things would continue to take effect. Now he wants to step away, if only to just spite his cousin. Everything’s being built up, hope restored to the fullest, but now that there’s hope there’s so much more to lose. His body is burning, yet the shivering continues. “Did you visit Rosamel often?”. “I’m not an idiot,” Harsel grins dryly. “To simply push the Valg back wouldn’t have been enough. It is not fair that you had to do the work of adults simply because they all chose not to. It was abrupt, Aedion biting out the fact when Gavriel made a comment on how his mother also enjoyed fresh golden fruit. At first Gavriel simply watches, until Aedion’s sounds become distinctly distressed, grunts and, even though he knows Aedion would deny it, whimpers of fear. Aelin smirks, albeit a little pale. Fuck, Aelin would have a field day with that. Is there anything better, or worse, than standing next to his son? Work Search: . “I thought it would only be you. “That boy was raised in a war camp, even before the actual war started. He nearly drops it with what he reads. Most likely not, with how Adarlan stormed the country as soon as magic had fallen. “Well,” Aelin brakes the silence, “at least you can finally get him to go to sleep at bed-time now.”. Now he can handle it, being confident that he has the ability to handle himself without weapons or armour, his lion form also helping to give confidence. It takes a moment for Aedion to blink awake, groggy and exhausted. “Blue birds. “I had to learn how to protect myself and survive on my own.”. As a part of my training and after the war broke out.”, Surprised at the answer, Gavriel appraises Aedion. “They’re still cold.”, “I have nothing else,” Aedion yawns, clearly tired yet again. “I heard about last night, and realised that we’ve never really had a conversation or talked about your- your preferences-“, “Or not!” Gavriel holds up his hands, confusion, panic and slight fear flashing across his face. AelinXAedion. I can’t say that I won’t, I do not know the future, but I know that the day I abandon you is the day I fail the one thing in life I need to stand by the most. Is there a single warm spot in this country?”, Aedion laugh. “No, she did not,” Aedion punctuates the words with annoyed clarity, scowling at the wall as if Aelin’s standing there herself. “I love Lysandra. I just need something to warm me up first,” Aedion grins, saluting him with a glass. “I don’t know.”. Gavriel seems unsatisfied with the plate of toast and few slices of fruit Aedion serves himself, ready to heap more on. Not when he still feels like that bottle of emotions is shattered inside of him, rattling around in his chest. “Lift your arms.”. “You know,” Gavriel clears his throat. Compared to that it was nothing.”. Need to melt your old bones?”. Then Gavriel collapses to his knees next to the bed. “If someone surprises you then you could attack them.”, A coarse laugh jumps out of Aedion’s throat. The knowledge keeps creeping up on Gavriel, causing his chest to tighten. How many soldiers, grown adults, has Gavriel punished in war camps before? “I will do what I can. Give Amalia a large tip for me; she was nervous about leaving the file.’. It does make Gavriel smile slightly at the way the Little Folk leave him crowns made out of budding flowers multiple shades of blue, pink and purple. “What else did she like?” Aedion tries to keep his voice steady. And what the hell did I say about meddling? We can continue it much, much later in life. Hunting?”, “Basically,” Aedion avoids eye contact. For fae this is even more so. “As long as you’re alright.”, Grinning, he wraps an arm around her shoulders. Gavriel still dreams of battles he fought only a few decades ago, so what does Aedion dream of? He feels Aedion unravel in his arms, releasing a long breath, hiccups of breaths still streaming through. Bile rose up again and she dashed to the bathroom across her and Rowan's chambers. “-and I couldn’t take it anymore!” Aelin throws her hands up. “And where is Aelin’s friend?”, “I suppose they just dropped off the file,” Gavriel sighs, then starts. A Lion's Pride - an Aedion Ashryver and Gavriel fanfic by pitterpatterpot, on both Tumblr and AO3. They need that extra energy, that extra bit of food to help them in case they run out of reserves. Gavriel wakes again, the sun not even beginning to rise. “I can keep myself warm; just stay concerned with yourself. Elain has golden-brown hair, like her sisters Feyre and Nesta. Who was there for him? Aedion did not regret his decision. He had, however, immediately helped Aedion stand again, quickly brushing as much snow off of him as possible. “That’s good to hear,” Gavriel smiles, not bothering to hide his happiness. “You don’t leave children period!” Aedion snarls right back, stomping a step forward. He begins to chuckle; never before has he seen Aedion give such an ungraceful display of actions. It hovers in the air, stretching between them as it slowly settles and dissipates. “Aelin gave you a large sum of money before we left. “You’re exhausted and need food.”. “Let’s- fucking hell.”, “It’s snowing,” Aedion hisses, glaring through the window. It may not be perfect, but it is the truth. After all, the concept of time was fluid for Gavriel back then. Yet for some small reason, Gavriel isn’t bothered by the thought. “She would be so proud of you,” Gavriel says softly. Instead of protesting against the bed Aedion collapses in the sheets, eyes immediately closing as soon as he rests his head. They never planned to meet; it was a chance encounter during a festival, the woman alluring him into dancing, her bravery fierce and bright. Pride does swell, however, once he remembers that it was Aedion who pushed the monster back. “What kind of books do you like reading?” Gavriel pulls out a small novel. Who knows when he first demanded that Aedion is, ” Aedion sighs, rubbing her! 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