What if?

Chapter 9

Aelin~ 

So we switched carriages and Lysandra  found out about my past, I told Chaol, Aedion and Lysandra to still call me Celeana at least until I find the right time to tell Sam. 

Since Arobryn held up his side of the deal I know have to finish my half so while Aedion rests we head to a new tavern where Arobryn had signed me up to fight a valg demon.

I chose a commander and I won pretty easily but it was't good enough for Arobryn he wanted it alive. 

Sam~

 I watch Celeana fight I did't have the best view of her when they rescued Aedion but now I can clearly see her.

The way she is fighting is much for fluid that it used to be, she seems ten times more of a fighter then she was when I last fought her, I don't even know how to describe it but it seems ancient and gentle.

Of course it was't good enough for Arobryn but we all saw that one coming, I see Celeana and him having a argument about how she did keep it alive.

We head back to her apartment I had been staying with Chaol the past few weeks because things between Celeana and I were still strained and she seemed more distant then ever. but we were all going to her place to plan what we would do next.

I was't really sure what we were planning for I had been kept out of the loop but I hoped I would be told today.

After they finished talking I was still as lost as I was before they all sat in a corner and talked in hushed voices but as Celeana left the weirdest thing happened the older man bowed to her she looked really uncomfortable then he quickly straighten up as if he forgot something she shot a quick glance at me so I looked away pretending to not have noticed.

After being stuck in the apartment for the last few days Aedion was getting restless so him and Celeana decided to go for a walk "Sam do you want to come" she asked me.

 I was shocked that she had invited me but I said yes so we all started out on our walk.

We go to a bar and have drinks Aedion and Celeana talk about her latest trip she talked about how she was trained by a guy named Rowan Whitehorn Aedion eyes widened at the mention of that name they discuss him for a while then Celeana mentions her aunt and Aedion's eyes narrow he asks what she did before she answers she turns her eyes towards me then leans over and whispers something in his ear.

His face fills with shock "Ae- I mean Celeana why would you do that you know who she is and what she can do you can't just threaten her like that" he yells while standing up, Celeana gives him a glare and he sits back down "well it worked did't it and it was't like I actually going to hurt her people plus she fears one thing and I just happen to have it" she replies with a sly grin.

They continue talking for a while then finally we get up to leave.

We are walking in silence but then a tall figure steps out of a ally way I tense up getting ready for a fight but Aedion just stands there and Celeana runs towards him and jumps into his arms.

They stay like that for a while then they begin to talk "why are you crying Fireheart" he asks "because you smell so rutting bad" she retorts.

I'm still confused so I turn to Aedion "who's that" I quietly ask "thats Prince Rowen Whitehorn of Donrelle" he tells me.

Before I can think about what he just said I hear a gasp I look over and has Celeana pulled off Rowans hood a was running her hand through his hair "you cut it" she exclaims "I thought I would in better plus I like your blonde hair more" he tells her.

Since Celeana pulled down his hood I can get a better look at him my eyes travel up his body he is very muscular and tall, he had these weird markings going up his neck then I get to his face and I almost gasp he's fae.

Before I can stop myself I yell "why are you talking to him he's a dirty fae we should be turning him into the king" Rowan growls and starts to walk towards me but Celeana holds him back and her instead walks up to me and hisses "don't ever insult my friends or my family you should be glad your not on the ground with you intestines  around you" then she pushes me away while fingering her dagger.

Try to keep at least a shard of my dignity I keep my pace nice and steedy as I walk away not letting myself run no matter how much I want to. 

Until next time peace out!