ACOTAR & TOG

Part 1

"Aelie get your ass down here for your birthday party," my mom Queen Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius said.

"MOM ... I'm getting dressed give me five minutes." Let me explain my name is Aelie Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius and I'm the daughter of the Queen of Terrasen. 18 years ago I was born after the 50th anniversary of the end of the valg war. Today I turn 18. And I'm the heir to the throne. I have more firepower and ice power than both of my parents. And I'm really versatile in the knowledge of battles and fighting. "I'm coming down now mom."

As I walked down the hall and into the ballroom with a dark blue-based and white starred dress, all eyes fell on me. My white hair was in a fish netted style braid. I locked my green, and slightly purple, gold speckled, blue eyes with my bestie, and I walked over to her. I am now talking with my cousin Ashy Ashryver. She is my best friend.

Oh did I forget to mention that I have 3 forms? Yes, I'm fae, human, and even phoenix. Those are the 3 forms. I can be in. Right now I am in my human form. Oh and I'm always wearing scandalous clothes. Well at least ever since I turned 16. My dad hates it and well I don't give a fuck. I walked away from my food and fell backward into a pretty green light.

"Ahhh," I screamed as I fell into a beautiful green portal my mom trying to get through and jump in with me but it closed 0.3 seconds after I fell through.

It seems to look a lot like Terrasen but it's warm and the scent is super sweet and gross. "Eww what is that scent." Crack. A branch snapped oh well. I ripped off the dress having my battle leathers underneath the dress. "Who's there? And where in the fucking gods am I. "

"I'm the one asking the questions you little whore. Who are you? Why are you here? Are you from the Night Court? And are you here to hurt me or anyone else here?" The audacity of this man. He seems to be about 6ft tall. He has a bulky frame and seems muscular. But I could easily take him down. I mean Fenrys looks stronger than him and I can pin him in 0.1 seconds half-assing it. He has ugly army green eyes with obviously boxed blonde hair and weird strips of different colored blonde hair. It really does not suit him.

I stayed quiet as he started getting aggressive and pulling me to where I assume is the dungeons. He's leaving marks on my arm. I'll kill him later. Mom told me not to tell dad and taught me the basics of assassination. I've decided not to say anything about my home life and who I am. I have a fake name in store in case this ever happens. Hmm, mom's assassin name was Celaena Sardothien. Maybe I should go with Leena Sardothien. If they ask again. A sudden creek cracked across the room and I looked over there.

"I thought I told you to stay in your room Laila," the man said. The name sounded like butter to my heart. I looked at her and she seemed delicate. With her poufy dress and draped in jewelry. I could tell she wasn't gentle or fragile from the way her sly forest green eyes sparkled in glee. It suited her naturally dark ash blonde hair. I also smelled a wave of cedarwood and vanilla coming from her. I then sensed a feeling of overwhelming anger and power.

I didn't look but I made sure to say my fake name to the person. Call me Leena Sardothien I begged Aunt Manon.

"LEENA SARDOTHIEN YOUR MOTHER CONTACTED ME AND TOLD ME THAT YOU WENT MISSING DURING-" Manon started.

"During her what," the man asked. Manon looked at me and seemed to ask if she could say it even though she was brewing from anger. I shook my head no. She opened a gate to my head.

'Why don't you want him to know.'-Manon

'I'm under strict regulations not to say anything about myself in these situations and was planning not to say anything about home unless I'm comfortable saying it.'-Aelie

'Ok'-Manon

"I will not tell you Tamlin," she responded short and tert.

"Thank you Aunt Manon. Did you cut and dye your hair Auntie? It looks awesome on you. Though I'll miss your long silver hair. What happened to your teeth. It seems like your metal has fully healed. Won't that hurt? Also how many years have passed here since you fell into that portal 9 years ago," I asked?

"At least a million years dear. Now I'm gonna go so... Bye I'll let your mom know you are safe and having your own journey," Manon said as I silently sighed. Auntie just teleported away. I frowned.

"You haven't changed a bit have you Auntie," I said sighing.

"Now that you know my name can you let go of my arm? You're bruising it," I asked him. "Will you also tell me yours cause I'm not calling you boy or man every time you speak."

"I'm Lord Tamlin and you will treat me with respect," Tamlin said.

"I'm Lady Laila," the girl spoke.

"Hello Laila. You are very strong it seems. Although I can see wear on you. Do you wanna come with me on my Journey," I asked.

"I would love to but I cannot. My dad will never allow it," she replied with a sad filled tone.

"How old are you," I asked her.

"18," she said in a curious voice.

"You are able to make your own choices dear. I'm 18 as well. When you turn 18 you can make your own decisions," I told her.

"No she may absolutely not. I will not allow it," Tamlin said.

"Well TaMlIn. It isn't your choice. You don't rule over Laila. She can do whatever the fuck she wants," I said calm and serious. No waiver in my voice.

               "No she cannot," Tamlin said.

               "Did I stutter," I asked him.

               "No bu-," he started and got cut off.

               "I'll go," she said. "Just let me change. I hate this dress so fucking much. Oh is it ok if I'm not formal around you," she asked.

                "It is fine. Although my mom's court would through a fit," I replied to Laila. She smiled and walked up the stairs. Laila returned wearing a red shirt, with a black leather jacket, black leather leggings, and a pair of dark brown leather boots.

                 "What the hell is that," Tamlin asked her.

                 "Clothes," me and Laila said in unison as we walked out. She apparently was able to sneak a map with her and off we went. Onto the start of our journey to the Night Court.