Will Ivar Archeron leave his life behind in Owaxus, for his long lost family and mate? or is that choice not for him to make?
Takes place after acosf.
*This is a fanfiction from the book series acotar made by Sarah J. Maas*
Another night another kill, Ivar was exhausted and in a desperate need of a burning hot bath, there hopefully will clean the blood and dirt off of him. Only one more block down and he will open the door to his beloved warm, dark and welcoming home. Except for the two crackheads who will be waiting at the dinner table for him to return. It's not like he can't take care of himself, more like they have grown used to waiting for each other, when one goes out for "work" in case you are in need of healing a cut or two.
Even before he enters he can hear them speaking with the help of his fae hearing, which has come in handy at times like this. They were speaking with an unknown, female or women he didn't know, but it meant he had to sneak in, not because he is shy or self conscious, he got plenty of compliments for his looks. His bright blue eyes which seemed to shine even in the dark, his golden brown hair slid back on his head from pulling his hands back though it, his soft but sharp features thanks to the fae blood in his veins. He had a muscular but slim body built perfectly to sneak through small places, and wait for the poor victims to arrive.
He went behind the building and shifted from his fae form to a black raven. His shift only took seconds, and he was flying up to his window on the second floor, on his way he caught a glimpse of the dinner room. There sitting on two chairs sat Blaze and Ajax, the former dark skinned, low cut black hair, brown eyes and a half foot taller than Ivar. The latter Ajax was quite the opposite of Blaze, he was a pale but light skinned male, green eyes, and burning red hair cut to his ears, he too was half a foot smaller than Blaze. Ajax seemed to be the lucky male tonight since he was the one with a female sitting on his lap.
Female not woman never women, they were two full blooded fae males they only went after the females, for them all humans could go have a dinner with death, for all they cared. Ivar had never seen them with any humans unless forced. But they never held anything against him for being demi fae, at least there was that. Owaxus was a land most known for humans, but fae lived here too, it wasnt bad nor was it good. No matter where you when some humans just has to sneer at the pointed ears.
At his window he swiftly shifted into a black cat and lands on the rocks connected to the window, where he could push the lock on the window off. He jumped down on the floor with light paws, and shifted back to his fae form, He loved to use that cat form even for unnecessary things, as sleeping or simply just watch people on the streets in Owaxus. None of them knowing that behind those big blue cat eyes was a demi fae, waiting to pick any information up that fell for its ears. But, he sadly can't bathe in the cat form, and even his magic was beginning to dull from the exhaustion. Cauldron he needed a bath, and sleep.
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"So do you think it's bad news?" Ajax whispered for the fifth time today, "if it was bad news, he would have asked us to hurry the fuck over to the keep" Blaze cursed. It really wasn't so bad, we were just all 3 called in to the assassin keep for a meeting with our leader Zene, a male that could tear you apart with his bare hands. But he was a creepy old male who sat on his ass all day, while sending us out to do the dirty work. "I'm sure we'll be fine," Ivar hissed under his breath.
We were all currently waiting for Zene to enter the office, old ashwood chairs all around the metal table in the middle of the room, there are a few paintings hanging on the walls but nothing much really, the sheer size of the office was as big as Ivars bedroom. But his room at least looked like he tries to keep it clean.
"So" said Zene as a way of greeting, when he entered the office. Blaze and Ajax both bowed their heads for our leader, I followed their lead. Zene hasn't changed much over the years he's been here, a rough face with a cut in the left brow, and a scar running from the middle of his cheek to his jawline. You could call him handsome if he was human, but on fae terms there wasn't much to look at.
"I got a few targets somewhere for you three" said Zene with a rusty dark voice, and a smirk and dead eyes that promised pain.
"If you can take down these victims, I will take away half the debt you owe me" he told us with such carelessness, as if he didnt know how much that meant for us. It would take years to pay out the debt, not years as in two or three, but centuries, and he would take half of our debt just for a few victims! I looked to the side to find Blaze and Ajax just as wide eyed, the latters mouth hanging slightly open.
"It's a 5 month trip, I know it's a long time but i'm sure you can do it", Zene explained still with that smirk on his face as if we already agreed, I mean yeah sure i'm down for it, but something was off about this whole half debt thing. I felt Blaze turn toward me, so I turned my head and looked in his eyes and saw the question there. I gave him my answer and nodded, he turned over to Ajax on his other side and received a nod as well. We all turned to look at Zene and blaze spoke first "We accept".
"Good, now go home boys, the papers will be waiting for you there, and the information with it, and a ship will be ready for you in the morning" Zene said with a bored facial expression. Just as we were about to leave the office, to go home and do exactly what he told us, his lips slowly turned up in the corners showing white teeth "Good luck, you will need it in the land of fae"
The land of fae?!
Prythian. Prythian was the only land that holded enough fae to be called that. So not just half a debt blown away, but I've maybe got a chance to see my family. The last thing I heard of them was that my adoptive father fell during the war against Hybern, and all my sisters had turned fae.
Will they remember me? Or even want to see me for the stuff I do? Even if I will be able to see them again just once, it would heal that stupid wound that opened the day I left, the sorrow on little Nesta and Elains faces, I don't even know if Feyre would be able to remember me, she was so small that day. And now shes the fucking high lady of the night court!
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