Night on Fire (A TOG and ACOTAR crossover)

Chapter 14- Fenrys/Aelin

Fenrys POV
Fenrys was all to suddenly pulled into something, he looked around but saw nothing,
"Aelin?" He yelled, "Aelin?!" He looked around once more, spotting what seemed to be a faint light coming from somewhere. He cautiously walked towards the light not knowing what to expect. As he approached the light he saw that it wasn't a light he was seeing, it was a room, it had a big circular table in the middle of the room with 6 chairs gathered around it. Fenry's training kicked in as he tried to scout out the room, he noticed documents spread across the table but he couldn't read exactly what they said. Then out of the corner of his eye, he saw Aelin in the room, the male, Azriel was with her. 'Aelin,' he thought, slowly he walked forward into the room. "Aelin, are you alright?" Fenrys asked, "What was that? What happened?" Aelin looked at him a small smile adorned her face,
"I'm fine Fenrys, don't worry about me." Fenrys sniffed the air a faint smell of blood came off of Aelin.
"No you're not, you're bleeding," Fenrys said seeing right through Aelins lie, he examined her closely, frowning, Meave really did a number on her.
Aelin smiled sadly, "I'm bandaged up, I'll be okay." She sighed, Fenrys nodded.
"Now what just happened?" He asked, Aelin looked up at Azriel.
"I was actually wondering the same thing," Aelin said.
"It's called winnowing, I'm able to move myself and others from one place to another instantly. I pulled all of us back here when I heard people getting close." Azriel told them, he then looked at Fenrys and then back at Aelin, "we need to change your bandages, come with me." Aelin looked at Fenrys and shrugged following Azriel.

As Fenrys walked through the halls he could tell that this Azriel person was high ranking in whatever he did, the house was beautiful, too beautiful for any normal person to own. The group rounded a corner a tall male stood before them, he had short black hair and violet eyes. He stood as if he was a king, hands folded behind his back, like Fenrys was nothing compared to him, which judging by the enormous amounts of power, he probably was 'this man is powerful,' Fenrys thought, he observed the man, noting how he stood like a king, coming off the male, that may be the case. 'he reminds me of Meave'. Fenrys stepped in front of Aelin ready to defend her from the male if he chose to attack. He could practically feel Aelin rolling her eyes at his actions.
"I have no intention of harming you... Fenrys," the male stated, Fenrys narrowed his eyes, "I want to talk to you while Azriel helps dear Aelin," Fenrys didn't like this man, he didn't like how he talked about Aelin, he didn't like how he couldn't predict his movement, he didn't like how he smelled. Aelin placed a hand on Fenrys's shoulder.
"It's okay," she said quietly, so quiet Fenrys doubted that the male could even hear them. Fenrys looked away from Aelin and back at the male who was gesturing for Fenrys to come with him. With one last look at Aelin Fenrys walked towards the male.

"My name is Rhysand," the male said walking with Fenrys slightly trailing behind.

Aelin POV
Aelin watched as Fenrys walked off with Rhysand, she then looked over at Azriel who had already begun walking towards what Aelin imagined was there version of an apothecary. Azriel turned opening a door "In here" he said, gesturing inside. Aelin walked in, seeing a rather simple room, there was a small cot in it and several shelves lined with different kinds of herbs, ointments, and salves. Another cabinet was inside which Aelin assumed contained bandages and other forms of wraps. Just then a female passed the two Azriel still standing outside the room, Aelin in the doorway.
"Changing her bandages?" She asked Aelin looked at her, the female was staring at Azriel, studying him. "You're tired," she said, "I'll do it." Aelin looked up at Azriel who nodded before stalking past the female, right through the hallway they just came from, the female walked towards Aelin, catching the door right before it closed on Aelin. "I'm Mor," she said, "I'm Rhysand cousin. Now get in there, I haven't got all day." Aelin smiled softly walking into the room and sitting on the cot. 'She reminds me of Nehemia,' Aelin thought, not in there appearance but, in the way they talked and moved. It was uncanny. Mor walked over to the cabinet rummaging through it and pulling out a roll of bandage. "Cassian was the one who fixed you up in the first place, when he finished he commented on a tattoo you had on your back, he said it was written in a language that he couldn't recognize. He also said it was pretty torn up. If you want we could probably fix it for you once you heal." Aelin didn't move, 'so this girl hasn't seen yet,' she thought, 'even Rowan was pretty shaken up when he first saw me.'
"Maybe you should have him do it," Aelin suggested, she didn't want to deal with a terrified lady right now and if Cassian had already seen her it would be better if he did it.
"No I got it," Mor told her. "Now I got to ask you to please remove your shirt."