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  • The Coronation Ball: A Night of Sentiments & Surprises (Kingdom of Ash Fanfic) by OolongGirl
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    ***Spoilers for Kingdom of Ash**** A night to celebrate the Queen. A deeper dive into the Coronation Ball Nesryn reflected on at the end of KoA. Friends and allies speak the words they've left unspoken and continue to weave the threads that will move them forward. *** Characters and world belong to Sarah J Maas. Thank you, SJM for creating this beautiful world for us to play in.
  • Fated by voidlaufeyson
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    "I don't believe you, by the way." I say, watching him closely. He takes a step closer to me as he begins to fall in with the dances, pulling me closer to him. "About what, exactly?" Fenrys asks, leaning in closer so I can hear him. There is a reckless look in his eyes, something fierce lies within. This is much different than what I have heard of his cadre, the stories always describe them as stoic, emotionless warriors sworn through blood-oath to the queen. He is different, more wild it would seem; perhaps he is younger? "That you are only here for condolences. Maeve could have sent those gifts on a ship with an advisor, why send one of her warriors?" He watches me closely, not pulling any farther away. "You are observant." He continues to spin me, it is only then I notice how far we have gone from the sight of the Khaganate. "Maeve is in search of something, or someone, and I believe your powerful friends already suspect this." I push down any panic, any fear that knots the pit of my stomach. "I believe I am close to finding it." I smile at him, continuing to move through the dances. "May Silba bring you luck in finding what you are looking for, then." He studies my eyes before slowly nodding. The song comes to an end, I bow to him and casually walk over to Yrene. She looks to me, immediately noticing the panicked look in my eyes. "I'm feeling a bit unwell, perhaps we should head back?" Sartaq immediately looks to me, worry flashing in his own eyes. "Yes, of course." Yrene says, standing and linking her arm in my own. Sartaq rises with us, placing a hand on the small of both of our backs and guiding us to the door. "I will call the carriage, come with me."