Ruler of Terrasen - discontinued

Kingsflame

(Ok guys this part I wrote myself)

Rowan Whitehorn Galathynious couldn't believe his eyes, Aelin obviously couldn't either. As she wept in his arms, just staring over the plain.

Aelin had once told him of the kingsflame, only once had it grown this large, when Brannon first stepped foot in Orynth and the kingsflame bloomed. As it now has bloomed across as far as the could see.

He remembered her crown the gold arranged to look like antlers and in the middle a single jewel but more precious than any diamond, a kingsflame.

Finally Aelin's weeping eased and the sounds of the people's wonder found them. There was a nock of the door in their room, then Aedion bursting in.
"Aelin have you seen—"
He holted upon seeing the curtains and balcony open to reveal the plain beyond.

Slowly Rowan slid out his arms from underneath Aelin, she stayed where she was still staring. Rowan stalked over to Aedion, the latter just watching Aelin. Aedion himself only dressed in pants, just as Rowan. Clearly none of them bother wearing shirts to bed.

As Rowan came to Aedions side, he slid his gaze to Rowan. All he said was,
"She deserves it."
"She does."