*This story is the start of the new year. They have fought Maeve and all of the Valg. NO AELIN DID NOT DIE FOR TBE LOCK. THAT IS EVIL. THIS IS A NICE STORY.*I have a good Wi-Fi connection here! Anyway here is the chapter**
Aelin P.O.V
"We did it buzzard. The world is safe from the Valg."
"Yes Fireheart. All because of you. The Heir of fire."
"Flattery. Now get ready I have a New Years speech to give infront of all of Terrasen. As the king you need to look presentable."
"Says you when was the last time you brushed you hair. You brat."
"Just worry about yourself old man."
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"Damn Rowan. You look nice."
"So do you Fireheart."
We were both wearing green and gold, the colors of Terrasen.
I gave Rowan a quick kiss before we walked out onto the stage. All of our friends, soldiers and people had come to party and celebrate the new year. I took a deep breath and started my speech.
"Dear friends, family, and strangers. This year has been very difficult for us. Although many of our friends have died we live today."
I looked at Manon and the seven witches assembled around her. They were no longer thirteen. They gave their lives to save their sisters.
"They died so that we can live. Now I know that my speech is not very joyous and that in a couple of minutes will be the start of a new year but I wanted to pay tribute to the many who have lost their lives. Going into the new year I do not want to forget the sacrifices that others have made so that we could be here."
I looked around, many people were crying. Even Manon was crying for her lost sisters.
"Me and my companions would like to honor your fallen loved ones."
I cupped my hands and shot a ball of fire into the air. When it got to a sufficient height it exploded. Rowan shot a ball of blue light into the air. So did Dorian, Lorcan, Gavriel, Fenrys, Connall, Vaughan. Everyone with magical abilities shot some of their power into the air and had it explode. Manon and her witches, including her newly found kingdom of witches let out a cry that shook the world. But not a cry of pain or loss. But a cry to honor the fallen.
"Five, four, three, two, one, happy New Year!"
I knew right then and there that this was going to be a great year.
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Guys I hoped you liked this chapter. I wrote it especially for New Years. Anyway, don't forget to vote and comment on the chapter.
Love,
Manon♡
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