A throne of ice and fire ROWAELIN

bye bitch see you in hell

as i regretted not greeting my leaving consciousness-

The silver prince in a box

In a palace of clocks

Shut beneath a dozen feet

The heir of Mala must return

Else the City of Rivers shall make a bad turn

The queen of Darkness will be faced

And the marriage bed to be destroyed by Lace

Fire alone will break the cage

The silver prince taken out of his rage

Ice and Fire shall rule the stag-lands

Soon the city of Rivers shall be in good hands

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Once again history repeated itself and i woke up with moonlight glistening on my face, and i tried to move but my hands hurt and i looked at the shackles and i panicked as Endovier came to my mind and i looked at my surroundings and took a sigh of relief as i knew where i was. But this was as bad, I knew enough about Maeve. I looked around once again and then looked behind me as i heard a cough and saw Rowan, he was bloodied his face had multiple cuts that needed to be stitched, there were claw marks and a very obnoxious scent sat on him making me curious, his shirt was torn from many places and he was bleeding from his forehead and he was also coughing like crazy. And my pupils flared at the sight of the long cut stretching from his thigh to below knee and i lunged froward to hug him, thankfully she shackles and chains were long enough to let me and i enveloped him in a hug and stayed there for a couple of minutes and was thankful he didn't push me away like usual. And then I saw around and spotted a needle and thread in a first aid box but it hit me that I wouldn't be able to grab it without ripping my arm or leg off. I noticed a rope around rowans foot. I took out one of my daggers that i had strapped to my waist beneath my clothes, i unsheathed it cautiously cut the rope from its knot and untangled it from his foot and then i made a knot and turned it into a lasso and then swinging it made it to my target and tightened the knot around the first aid kit and then pulled it towards me and as it reached outside the hanging cage we were in and grabbed it in and then i flipped it open and took out the stuff and shook Rowan a little to wake him up and alert him of the pain he'll feel, and his eyes opened and he took me in and smiled a bit which i returned gladly. He saw the bandages and healing stuff and nodded to tell me he understood and then i began my work. I took out the needle and thread and then opened my palm and urged out some of my healing water powers and a droplet appeared which i sprinkled on the needle to sterilize it. I then stitched the first wound the forehead one and he kept hissing at the pain, then i moved to a cheek cut which oozed blood and i tore a piece of cloth from my dress and dabbed it with some of the water that was provided to us to drink and pressed it on the cut and Rowan once again hissed. I then softly took the cloth of and washed it and then stitched that two and then came the task of tending to the split lip and unluckily they hadn't provided with a salve tin. so i urged out more of Mab's healing powers and did the magic and then moved on to stitching the huge gnash on the leg and ignored the tears that would drop from my eyes. I couldnt shrug off the pain i felt in my chest and couldnt ignore the pain rowan was feeling. And after healing him i was about to back off and then he pulled me in his lap and hugged me and i finally let the floodgates open. Both of us stayed like that for a long time and only let go when i heard the nearby clock chime a bell indicating it was midnight. And i looked around once again but this time because of the door opening, and in walked in Maeve with a very rogue looking sentinel behind her and a few other fallback sentries. Maeve was dressed in a midnight black dress which had a plunging neck line and it pooled at her feet, her hair were set free yet brushed properly, and her onyx eyes were lined with kohl and her cheeks were dusted with rouge and lips painted dark red.  And at that point looking at Maeve's smirk i for one knew i had forgot something and i was in deep shit.