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Heir of Fire ~ Sarah J Mass

Rodan spilling tea in Queen if Shadows was one of my favourite things ever. Like he’ll see Aedion and be like, “Oh you’re Graviel’s son right?” When literally no one, not even Gavriel himself knew Aedion was his son. Or when he meets Lysandra and straight up tells them she’s a shifter which is her deepest secret. ROWAN WAS SPILLING ALL THE TEA IN QUEEN OF SHADOWS

If you took a shot for every time you made a bad decision would you still be sober?

Rowan: Yes

Lysandra: Maybe a little tipsy

Dorian: Wasted

Aelin: I’d be fucking dead

Aelin: Lorcan we tried things your way.

Lorcan: No we didn’t.

Aelin: I did it in my head and it didn’t work.

Aelin: He died of natural causes.

Aedion: You literally pushed him off a cliff.

Aelin: Gravity is natural.

Rowan: You know what, that's fair.

Fenrys: Hey, let's all hang out, the seven of us!

Aedion: Sorry, I have to baby sit Evangeline.

Fenrys: Ok, so the seven of us minus Aedion.

Lysandra: I need to train to perfect some of the animals I shift into.

Fenrys: Well, the seven of us except for Aedion and Lysandra.

Lorcan: Elide and I are going on a date...

Fenrys: Ok, so the seven of us minus Lorcan, Elide, Aedion and Lysandra.

Aelin: Sorry man, but I've promised to hang out with Chaol and Dorian, they get bored without me.

Fenrys: Uhhh, so the seven of us without Aelin, Lorcan, Elide, Lysandra and Aedion.

Rowan: Count me out, I promised to go with Aelin.

Fenrys: Ok so the seven of us minus Rowan, Aelin, Lorcan, Elide, Lysandra and Aedion.

Fenrys: *Counts on his fingers*

Fenrys:

Fenrys: That makes me all alone, doesn't it?

Lorcan: You can do this, I have complete faith in you.

Fenrys: Since when?

Lorcan: Since Aelin and Rowan yelled at me.

Aelin: You know my sarcasm is actually gonna get me killed one day. Like someone’ll have a knife to my throat and I’ll say some stupid shit like, “What are you gonna do, slit my throat?” And they’ll actually slit my throat.

Rowan: You know the scariest thing is I believe that.

Aelin: I can’t do that it goes against my moral compass!

Chaol: Given that your moral compass is a fucking roulette wheel at the best of times I think you’ll forgive me if I say I don’t take it very seriously.

After winning the war

Aelin: I learned a very valuable lesson from this experience.

Rowan: I’m gonna guess they’re all horrible distortions of the real lesson you should’ve learnt.

Aelin: Death isn’t real and I am a god.

Therapist: Can you find the source of your problems?

Aelin: I’d either need a mirror or Arobynn

In fourth wing xaden says “stone doesn’t burn” and I can just hear aelin saying “but your people does” 🤭

Im currently fully rereading throne of glass and I love the last of us and couldn’t not think of them 😭

Main Characters of Throne of Glass

Artist: @/jemlin_c for @prettygalpins

I love this 😢

Main Couples of Throne of Glass

Artist: @giannyfili

So I heard it was aelinweek over at @rowaelinscourt and while I'm still technically not done reading ToG (currently on ToD), I still wanted to draw Aelin for the day 3 promt ❤️

Me seeing there's no Throne of Glass Male reader content

Rowaelin✨

F/M

Fluff, veryyy light suggestiveness

Rowan and Aelin

First fic!

Synopsis:

Aelin and Rowan go to the market on market day

Rowan stands, impatient at the door to their room, "Its been half an hour more than you said, darling! Can we leave now?"

"Coming! I'm just putting on my earrings!"

After a few moments, Aelin bursts out of the room. She stands, wearing a loose, flowy white shirt with some traveller's pants underneath. The simple clothing is paired with a gold necklace and other jewelry of the same nature. She gives Rowan a quick twirl, "How do I look?" Rowan smiles," Horrid. You look absolutely disgusting"Aelin sends a spark of flame towards him. "Actually! I tried a new style today" She said pointing. Rowan cups his hands around her face, "You always look beautiful" Aelin smirks, "That's what I thought. Now come on!"

They both trail out of the door and towards the marketplace. It's market day in Terrassen, nation wide, and the square is filled and crammed with stalls in every nook and cranny. The sweet smell of pumpkin filled bread wafts throughout the market place, intertwined with the smoky scent of freshly grilled beef.As soon as Aelin walks in, she squeals. "Oh. My. World. Rowan. Let's go! We can't waste any time! I'm going to every.single.stall!"She grabs Rowan by the arm and sprints into the market.

Aelin's first stop is a jewellery stall."Ooo, Rowan, look at these rings!" She says, holding up a particularly shiny one to him. Rowan snorts "Is our wedding ring not enough for you?" Aelin pouts, looking at her ring finger. "Of course I love it, but it looks a bit lonely, don't you think?" She grins up at him.The vendor chirps up form behind, "Yes, that one your majesty, is especially imported from ellywe, and..."Rowan turns to the elderly seller. "We'll take it." He says, tossing a coin over."Wait!" Aelin says. "Rowan, get something for yourself! Get that ring, it looks matching to mine!"Rowan looks over. He looks over at Aelin "Really? It looks tacky."Aelin claps her hand to her mouth and feigns a fall. "Tacky? That's not tacky! Are you calling my taste tacky? Horrible man. Well," She almost shouts. "Just the first ring then, I suppose"The vendor hands Aelin the ring and she saunters off, calling for Rowan to follow.

The fae male turns to the vendor, and motions for her to give him the ring, simaltaneously flicking a coin into her cup. The vendor gives him a toothless grin, and gives him the ring. Rowan soon finds Aelin at a perfume stall and she quickly drags him in, making him smell various kinds of scents. She scarcely gives him time to speak about them as she commentate about them herself.

"Well, this one seems a bit too fruity? Eughh and this one is far too musky. Oo! This one seems fine, here!"

She gives him a bottle adorned in gold and an amber colored liquid inside. He smells it and is about to open his mouth when her voice chirps up again," but is it too overpowering? I don't know, maybe I'll just-"

" That one. " Rowan's voice cuts through hers. Aelin turns to him, cocking her head. He speaks again, "That perfume. Get that perfume."Aelin smirks. "Well I think this might be a bit too expensive, so-"

"I don't care if we have to empty the whole damn treasurey to get it, get that damn perfume!"Aelin grins, "Well then," She drawls, "The ember perfume, please" She leans into Rowan's ear, "since your so.. Desperate"Rowan almost growls in response, but manages to control himself.

They walk around the market for a good 2 more hours, and buy an item from almost every stall before Aelin announces she simply *must* eat. The pair walks up to the barbecue stall that was emitting savory and tangy scents all day. She orders a skewer of kebab and another one for Rowan."Oh my god this is so good! We need to come here everyday! Can we hire him in our Palace? Hey, excuse me, do you want to work in our Palace? Yes, great! Come tomorrow and meet with me to make it official."With their bellies full and minds definitely happy with all the shopping done today, Rowan and Aelin go back to the Palace, shrouded in the sunset

First time drawing Aelin and Rowan, just a little doodle when I was bored