The fifth and final instalment of my solangelo series.

PART FOUR of my Solangelo story. Will and Nico are chilling after the events of Part 3 but what will go wrong who knows (Read the three before this for it to make better sense)

PART TWO!! of Will and Nico's story. You can find the first part (the beginning of solangelo) on my profile. This is my take on what happens next.

PART ONE (of five) Set in the early stages of Will and Nico's relationship - after the war and before they became a thing. Artwork by Viria xx

PART THREE!! Of my Solangelo story. The first two parts can be found on my profile, and I suggest reading those first as this may contain spoilers. Based just after the departure of Apollo, Leo, and Calypso. The campers are temporarily safe again from the oracles, but their own issues soon rise. (This is set between the first two books of the trials of Apollo, and take place between events.)

Everyone believes Ballister is a commoner born in the streets. They couldn't be more wrong because Ballister is the Queen's biological child and the heir to the throne. After the king died of an assassination she discovered she was finally pregnant after many years. Not wanting to risk losing the only family she had. The queen never let the kingdom see her son's face or tell the public his name so no one knew. After Ballister begged to be in the institute the queen allowed Ballister to be a knight. On the condition that he tells absolutely NO ONE who he really is. Will Ballister be able to keep such a secret from his friends and loved ones and what will happen when they DO find out? Also, what will happen when he meets a redhead shapeshifter at the young age of 8 years old.

Ambrosius and Ballister are finally knights together. They'll get their happily ever after after waiting for so long. Or will they? Tw: the story might have descriptions that may be too gorey/sensitive for certain viewers

!!! THIS IS NOT THE SEQUEL TO THE REWRITE OF HIS CHAMPION, THIS IS THE ORIGINAL SEQUEL !!! This is the sequel to His Champion. Link has just defeated Calamity Ganon, and saved his best friend, Zelda. Now, they must decide what they should do next to revert Hyrule back to its former glory. I do not own any of these character as they all belong to Nintendo. I do not own any of the art.

It has been a year since Calamity Ganon was defeated. The champions are at peace and watching over their races proudly. Unfortuanetly, Sidon is appointed to make lead decisions after a horrible injury ailed King Dorephan. The Yiga Clan, who had prevailed even after the defeat of Calamity Ganon, waited for their time to strike the Queen Zelda's most valuable friends and destroy their Domain. In their heist, they managed to ruin not only the statue of Mipha, but even broke the bridge and attacked the King in his slumber, which left him quite injured, but not fatally injured, thankfully. Prince Sidon was distraught over his father's health and the monument of his dear sister in shambles, leaving him rather vulnerable and disheartened. ----- Will include: Fluff Smut Angst Warnings: blood/gore, descriptive sexual encounters, depression/anxiety elements

WARNING THIS BOOK IS ONLY THE FIRST OF POSSIBLY MANY. READERS DESCREATION IS ADVISED! THIS STORY SERIES MAY CONTAIN DRAMA, DEATH, FLUFF, AND MORE!!!!!! MAKE SURE YOU VOTE AND COMMENT IF YOU LIKE THE BOOK! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A lot can happen in one year. Ka-thump! Link released his held breath as he watched the stag he was hunting drop to the ground with little grace. After the return of Zelda and the fall of Calamity Ganon, Link slaved away for one whole year doing what he could to keep himself busy. Then on one fateful day everything changed. Knock, knock, knock! Link looked to his door confused as he looked at the clock hanging on his wall. It was 3:30 in the morning. No one should have been knocking on his door, but what caught his eyes was the small envelope that slid under his door into the kitchen. He placed his cutting knife down and went over to the thing seeing his name written in extravagant hand writing he knew all too well. He flipped the paper over seeing the bright red wax stamp of a cursive S he had grown to love.