Wings and Heartbeats (Manorian Fanfiction and crossover between ACOTAR and TOG)

Part 40: Aftermath

*A collection of what happened after the war with Orcus and Mantyx*

ONE: CHAOL KNOWS

"You what?!" Chaol sputtered, his fork clanking to his near-empty plate of roasted lamb and grilled potatoes.

Yrene coughed pointedly at her husband, Arvena, the babe growing the first strands of gold-brown hair, her eyes shining bronze. Dorian only waved Chaol off and repeated himself. Slowly. "I proposed to Maon."

"B-but!"

Dorian raised a brow.

Chaol just shook his head, sighing. " I guess we saw it coming, it's just shocking."

Dorian grinned brightly ", Can you be my best man?"

"Dorian, I'm honored," Chaol said truthfully ", But you mean to say that you're planning to build a new city?! For her alone?!"

"No," Dorian replied coldly ", I am doing this for Adarlan too. You know Rifthold can't survive after the attack, you saw the people in the streets, only the wealthy are able to have a life here."

"Where?" Yrene asked, ", Where shall we build this city?"

Dorian's eyes gleamed with pride at the area he'd managed to scout with Manon several days before. "Right in between our old cities, next to the Ruhn Mountains and Oakwald Forest, the Ferian Gap not far away."

Yrene's eyes gleamed ", I would love to see the rise of a new Empire. The start of an era."

Chaol raised his bronze eyes to his sapphire ones, realization dawning there as he replied softly ", I would too."

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TWO (WEDDING)

Manon scowled at the ladies in waiting that were pampering her. She hated it.

Hated having total strangers touch on her face, and pull and tug her moon-white hair, hated having these simpering court ladies chide her for doing things her way. She was scowling when the door opened.

And the ladies of the Court of Terrasen strode in.

Manon narrowed her eyes at Aelin and Lysandra, giving a nod to Elide who smiled.

Aelin ushered the court ladies out, the unseeing ladies were confused and baffled by the queen but quickly walked out. Aelin smirked and drawled ", We simply couldn't stand the idea of you being pomped by simple mortal women, so here we are."

Manon's nostrils flared.

"Oh, hush," Lysandra said already starting on Manon's hair, the Lady of Caraverre was grimacing at could have only been the poor work of the ladies before.

Elide only gave an apologetic smile as she began to go into Manon's closet to take out the dress. The Lady of Perranth gasped as she pulled it off the rack and placed it on the mattress of her bed. 

The dress was black, the bodice was snug and embroidered with gold threads depicting a pattern of a wyvern, the align skirts of the dress were layered with the first layer of solid black, then the second layer of transparent black embroidered with silver, the last layer a shimmering dark tulle; the sleeves were flowing from the shoulder, cinching around the wrists with a wide cut of ribbon. 

Aelin whistled ", Guess you do have a taste."

Manon only narrowed her eyes at the queen and scowled further.

"Stop frowning, it ruins your pretty face," Lysandra chided.

Manon's reaction was to meet the shapeshifter's emerald eyes in the vanity and frown even further. Lysandra tsked.