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Basics

Students are separated randomly into specific departments and classes sectioned by the letters A-K.

These departments are:

Department of Heroics (A - B): Students in this department learn everything they need to know in order to become excellent heroes in service to the community. They are trained in battle, first aid, rescue, support, and all manners of heroic-related lessons.

Department of General Education C - E): Students who don’t make it to the hero course are included here. This department supports students aiming for college and other pursuits. It’s also possible for students with good grades and exceptional strength and quirk skills to be transferred into the hero course (And either the support or business course mind you). Basically regular HS but they get to say that they went to UA on their resume.

Department of Support (F - H): Students here focus on developing support equipment that helps heroes out on the battlefield. With a workspace stock to the brim with all sorts of special tools and their own studio to build things, this department provides an unmatched creative environment.

Department of General Management (I - K): This department focuses on all aspects of heroic business, from the founding and managing of hero agencies to the promotion of public opinion regarding heroes. They even do hands-on lessons in venture capitalism. They have a lot of free time.

Each class is usually comprised of 21 students. That means that the total student population at UA would be 693.

We stay in the same class with the same teacher for all 3 years.

Since UA is a highly prestigious school, we get a lot of funding and benefits for the dorms and when we go on trips and whatnot. (Food we buy for the dorms is paid for, we get free snacks/concessions in the sports festival, free hero costume updates and renewals)

The school curriculum is way less loaded than here. The school system is much better.

The Hero Teachers are actually good at teaching.

Since U.A. is famous, it has many sponsors with support and hero merch companies, so some hero course students (usually 3rd years) have their own hero merch already. Students are sometimes sponsored and do photoshoots and are invited to red carpet events. (Following the School Festival, Class 1-A gets loads of sponsors and stuff!)

The teachers and students are encouraged to decorate their classes and most of them do so.

U.A. has a popular school website.

Staff and students are recommended to have Twitter to update the public events, the majority of the students obviously don't take this seriously, there's always someone who has beef and makes it public (Monoma) and it always ends up like those MHA Tweets, it’s the funniest thing ever.

Schedule

School is Monday - Friday and starts at 8:25 and finishes at 15:10. Regular classes take place during the first half of school, then the afternoon (for the Dept. of Heroics) you will have hero training. Only Dept. of Heroics students have an additional 7th period.

The teachers move between classes while the students stay in 1 class (besides electives).

Wednesdays are half days and only consist of hero training (so no typical school work), though sometimes it's replaced by FHS. You also don't have to wear your uniform on Wednesdays.

We will always have some kind of free time for school despite our somewhat busy schedules.

Not all school days are the same (emergency drills, other schools coming to train with us, etc.).

Classes

Core Subjects for Dept. of Heroics

Homeroom: Taught by Aizawa. Acts as a study hall. The class reps will often give a small meeting with the class about important events during this period.

Japanese: Taught by Cementoss. Focuses on reading, writing, and literature.

Mathematics: Taught by Ectoplasm. Covers algebra, geometry, and calculus.

English: Taught by Present Mic. Emphasizes reading, writing, and conversation skills.

Home Economics: Taught by Midnight. Cooking and other aspects of household management.

Foundational Hero Studies (FHS): Taught by All Might, Aizawa or Midnight. Hero related studying: hero laws, safety precautions, first aid, jsl, media training, dividing hero and civilian identity etc.

Hero Training: Taught by various teachers, usually Aizawa or All Might, it changes every week and we are informed about the activities during homeroom. For example: Quirkless Combat, Rescue Training, Combat, Quirk Training etc.

Elective Subjects

Thought by various teachers. This is the only class where students move instead of teachers, these are shared, so you could end up with classmates from other classes. Students get to completely choose what electives they have. If they don’t choose, they are placed in extra training or study hall.

Options:

Foreign Languages (e.g., Chinese, Korean)

Journalism

Art Foundations

Photography

Ceramics

Psychology

Choir

Band

Orchestra

Woodshop

Metalshop

Chemistry

Poetry

Cooking

Baking

Biology

Physics

Film Analysis

Computer Programming

Animal Work

Volunteer Work

Theatre

Student Council

Literature Analysis

Forensics

Study Hall

Class 1-A Timetable

Around UA campus

The updated UA security system is really good. The sensors are so good, you don't even need to have your ID out. They can scan it anywhere on your person. If you lost or misplaced your ID, the gates also have facial recognition software, so it's fine. If you're not a student or staff, you NEED a visitor pass or the school will go into lockdown on you.

We can use our school IDs to get snacks and drinks from vending machines around the school hallways. It’s free and they are replenished daily.

UA has a courtyard where we can eat outside. Most of the 2nd and 3rd years get food from places outside of the school campus and eat outside in the courtyard. Because of this, the cafeteria isn't as crowded and when we eat lunch we can sit and enjoy our food comfortably. The cafeteria is also luxurious and looks like a fancy mall café.

The library is huge and has many resources with much to explore. There are many different levels with varying types of quiet floors and study halls. It's also open 24/7 so students who are fighting to finish a project can pull all-nighters.

There’s a little shop that has U.A. and hero merch and school supplies including books for courses. You can also buy the merch on the online website.

UA has extracurricular groups and clubs for those who aren't in the hero course such as other sports and things like cheerleaders, debate, theater, music, cooking, ballet, and much more. I mean, hero course students CAN do those things but they WILL have a hard time doing so all while dealing with said hero responsibilities. As mentioned before, business course students have a lot of free time and general ED students are basically regular HS students who just so happen to be going to UA and for support course students, it really depends on how much work you choose to take on for yourself.

There is a study center where students who need extra help can go. Students with failing grades must go here for a set amount of hours to get the help they need. It’s strictly work, and talking about anything other than school is basically prohibited. It’s usually run by Ectoplasm and his clones or Hound Dog.

Work studies & Internships

All first years do an internship, it’s required. This is usually after the sports festival when students have had a chance to show off their skills.

Work studies are basically experience-oriented off-study programs that allow students in the hero course who have Provisional Licenses to work with pros at their agencies. Students will be able to use their quirks under the guidance of a pro, and can even be dispatched to fight villains and help out in disaster areas. If you do well, you can be scouted to become the hero’s sidekick.

Work studies are a more serious version of internships. They entail helping pro heroes on the streets and with investigations. They are usually reserved for 2nd and 3rd-year students, who usually have their licenses. 1st years didn't do them in the past. However, with the rise of villain activity, the school decided to open up work studies to 1st years as well, albeit a very small and select few of them. If they didn't find a good agency with a proven track record they wouldn't do it at all.

Events

U.A. has seasonal dances and a lot of events, like Halloween, Hero Day and other festivals.

Uniforms

Color palette

The uniforms the students receive consist of 4 sets of each clothing (besides the coat and varsity jacket):

Shirts

Long sleeve

Short sleeved

Sleeveless

Blazer

Long sleeves

Sleeveless

Cardigans

Sleeveless (two color variations)

Long sleeved (two color variations)

Sweaters

Sleeveless (two color variations)

Long sleeved (two color variations)

Pants

Shorts

Below The Knee

Classic

Skirts

Mini

Below The Knee

Maxi

Ties

Necktie

Bow Tie

Socks

Quarter

Crew

Knee High

Thigh High

Tights

Shoes

Coat

Varsity Jacket

Gym Clothing

Tank top

Loose Zip-up Sweatshirt (long sleeves, short sleeves, sleeveless)

Cropped Zip-up Sweatshirt (long sleeves, short sleeves, sleeveless)

Shorts

Below Knee Shorts

Sweatpants

Swimwear

Sleeveless, Short sleeved and Long sleeved

Lanyards

Uniforms aren’t required on Wednesdays

Students are allowed to accessorize their uniforms however they want and wear their own jackets

Piercings, colored hair, nails, makeup etc. are allowed

The uniforms aren’t gendered - all students receive all versions and are allowed to wear whichever one they prefer

For students with mutant type Quirks, custom made uniforms are made

Button and sleeve/lapel stripe differences between the department uniforms [1-General education, 2-Hero, 3-Support, 4-Management].

School Bag

Along with the Uniforms the school hands out bags. You can return them and use your own if you’d like.

A standard deep blue nylon matching the uniforms. The U.A. logo sits at the right bottom corner.

Class

If you’re standing at the front of the classroom looking out at the desks, the seating arrangement starts at the leftmost side of the room (“A” names), going front to back and then going to the next row to the right, and so on.  keep in mind that the alphabetical order here is based on the Japanese alphabet. My number is 10.

Here's how I laid out the desks for 21 students:

Since we stay in the same classrooms for most of the days we can leave out stuff at our desks. They have shelves underneath with 2 outlets and lots of space.

Class 1-A Friend Groups

Everyone is actually really close, but those are what groups spend the most time together. Of course we hang out in different groups or all together too.

We have frequent movie and game nights, 1-A has a group chat and it’s always active, there’s always someone wanting to do something. Sometimes we invite people from other classes.

DekuSquad

Izuku

Ochako

Tenya

Tsuyu

Shouto

Haruka

Hitoshi (after he joins our class)

BakuSquad

Katsuki

Eijirou

Mina

Denki

Minoru

Hanta

TokoSquad

Fumikage

Mashirao

Mezou

Tooru

MomoSquad

Momo

Kyoka

Yuga

Kouji

Rikido

I hope this was helpful! <3

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ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who refuses to let you walk or take the bus anywhere. and it's been that way even before you officially started dating. he'll show up right outside campus when your classes are over, unapologetically blasting his music through the speakers of his sports car. you always scold him for embarrassing you in front of other people, but you still appreciate it.

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who can't even fathom you spending a cent of your own money. it just doesn't make sense to him, at all. he has his card registered on your amazon account and doordash, and pays for your netflix, amazon prime and anything else you might use. he'll never tell you how turned on he gets when he receives a notification from his bank alerting him a big purchase was made with his card.

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who knows all your passwords, emails, and accounts. he even made a spare of the key to your dorm, without you knowing. he's not being a creep, he's just making sure he's prepared in case anything happens. (can you tell he likes being in control?)

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who won't quit smoking for you (sorry). but he does stop doing it in front of you. and considering the fact that he's always with you, he might as well have quit.

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who you get into petty fights and arguments with on the daily. he never says sorry, it's just not in him to do so. but he will try to apologize in different ways.

"I brought you food. eat." he holds the bag of takeout in front of you as soon as you open the door.

you frown, and move to close the door again. "I'm not hungry."

he's quick to place his foot in the way. "just take the food. I know you're hungry."

"I'm still mad at you, Sukuna." you give up on trying to get him to leave, and instead cross your arms.

"you think I don't know that?" he clicks his tongue and looks away. "don't go quiet on me. yell at me, insult me, hit me. I don't care." he finally looks down at you again. "... just don't leave."

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who acts like he hates it whenever you beg him to do tiktok trends with you, but always goes along with it. he loves scrolling through your account and watching them on repeat whenever it's late at night and you're not with him. (probably from his alt account no one knows about so you won't know he stalked your profile)

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who keeps getting cuteness aggression from you. it doesn't matter what you look like, what your mood is, or where the two of you are. if he quietly stares at you too long, he will end up sinking his sharp canines into your cheek, or licking the side of your neck.

"ow— what the hell is your problem??" you pull away in shock and lift a hand to touch the spot he just bit.

"quit complaining. it's your fault you look edible." he stares back at you with a straight face.

"edible? you're a cannibal now?"

he rolls his eyes and groans, moving closer. "get back here I wasn't done."

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who's always touching you. his chin on the top of your head, his palm resting over your ass, his lips always pressed against your neck or ear, his large fingers carding through your hair.

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who loves manhandling you. he loves the fact it highlights how strong he is. (which is why I think he'd love it even more if he was with a bigger woman). the amount of times he just picked you up and threw you over his shoulder mid-argument is ridiculous. he's rough with it, but never to the point of hurting you.

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who loooves ragebaiting you. he will keep playing with your hair until you lose your mind. he will make sure your favorite snacks are on the top shelf just to get you to ask him for help, only for him to end up refusing (he eventually helps). he will randomly come up behind you, wrapping his firm palm around your neck and squeezing whenever you're peacefully scrolling on your phone and laugh at the gagging sound that escapes you. he will close containers right after opening them for you. the lid comes off with a resounding 'pop', and your eyes light up. "okay, thank you—" you don't even have the time to grab the jar before he closes it again, and seals it shut tighter than before.

you look up at him, bewildered. he's already staring at you with that nasty smirk he always wore around you.

"my bad," he mutters, amused, but makes no move to open the jar again.

"you son of a bitch." you glare, and he immediately barks out a laugh.

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who snores really loud in his sleep. so loud in fact, that you've forced him to sleep in a separate room on a couple occasions where it got really bad. when you first found out he snored, it was funny, and you enjoyed recording him while he was asleep to use the videos as blackmail. but now that you two were dating and you had to endure it almost every night? yeah, not so funny anymore.

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who has a really high pain tolerance and doesn't even flinch when you gnaw on his bicep. he just flexes harder, caging your head with his arms. specifically asks you not to bite on his tattoos so he can actually see the bite marks.

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who used to like keeping his hair short (slightly overgrown buzzcut), but started leaving it longer for you.

"don't cut it too short," you say right after he tells you about his upcoming hair appointment.

he raises an eyebrow. "why?"

"i like having something to grab onto." you shrug, and keep your eyes trained on the tv.

he freezes for a moment, and his eyes widen, before he smirks. "... you're a fucking freak you know that?"

you grab a nearby pillow and slam it against his face. "don't act like you're any better."

ᯓ★ bf!fratkuna who has told you multiple times breaking up with him is not an option. he'll say it not only during or after a fight, but even in quiet moments where you two are just laying in his bed. it's kinda cute. after all, he sounded like a pouty and clingy puppy.

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yet every single time she reminded him why he tended to keep his distance during his visits. she was a witch, one who practiced all sorts of magic to further her knowledge and strength. she was the daughter of an important man in tyrosh which was enough for his father to agree to the two of them married.

she traveled to westeros at least once a year, sometimes she came to dragonstone, sometimes she went to kings landing, it simply depended on where he was at that time even if his father was not there.

this year however she was not in dragonstone or kings landing but instead she was in ashford. she always came to westeros around the same time every year, but this year due to the tourney valarr thought her visit would be postponed and he almost thanked the gods. yet the gods were not so merciful as she still made the trip out. his father informed him this would be last time traveling to westeros as she would be permanently moving to dragonstone. she had arrived to ashford two days after him after dropping off your stuff at dragonstone.

it was obvious you had no idea what was going on. the atmosphere was so tense. many a squire and servant almost bumped into you as you walked by. the clouds completely covered the sky leaving a thick fog over the land. the ground was muddy, full of foot and horse prints, if you were not watching your step you would have slipped. you had thought this was supposed to be a happy affair to celebrate some lord's daughter but if you did not know any better you would have thought this was someone's funeral.

you did not even announce yourself once you saw the man you were looking for. he looked grimmer than the men sitting on their horses."my lady i am sorry you had to arrive to such a grim sight." he ceased his pacing as soon as you arrived though it was obvious on his face he was worried. he was wearing what you liked to call his princely uniform, though you would never tell him that, he tried his best to shot you a polite smile though it dropped rather quickly as that worried look struck his face once more. "did something happen my prince? things are rather frightened out there."

he gives you the run down of the situation. ser duncan had attacked prince aerion after aerion attacked a puppeteer during her show. prince daeron has also accused ser duncan of kidnapping his younger brother prince aegon. now aerion had demanded a trial of seven. "trial of seven?" your face was laced with confusion as you stared at him. you were a follower of r'hllor, the lord of light, you had no spent much time studying the seven. valarr was not a very devote follower so you had never saw the need.

he ended up explaining to you the basics. there was the accused and the accuser. each had to find six other champions to defend each side. whoever won or was still alive by the end was declared innocent while the other party remained guilty. yet there was something still bothering you. "you would not be so upset if things were so simple." valarr takes a deep breath like he's trying to compose himself. "my father came to ask me for my armor. he intends to take the side of ser duncan."

you reach out and grab his shoulders, turning his body to face yours. he could not hide the shock on his face as you wrapped your arms around his body pulling him into a deep hug. you remember your mentor telling you that when her children were feeling unwell she would give them a hug and make her body warm so they would relax. clearly she was right as you felt his whole body relax out of the very tense state it had been in. he lets out a content sigh as he leans his head to lay against the bare neck of your skin.

you did not really understand the logic of it. if an innocent man could only get weak men to defend himself but the guilty man could get the strongest fighters how was that fair? how could the gods judge something like that? "if ser duncan is innocent there will be no reason for the gods to punish your father."

that clearly had been the wrong thing to say as he quickly tenses up, pulling away from you just as quickly. your brows furrow at the almost furious look on his face. "well I'm very thankful for your kind words my lady but i should be off." he stormed off, headed towards the stands were he would watch the joust. a frown grows on your face as you watch him leave. you were just trying to be nice, it was true if he had explained it correctly, if ser duncan was innocent what reason was there for prince baelor to die?

"my lady if i may speak?" you whip your head to one of the servants who had been standing around. 'how long was he even there?' you don't bother to voice your thoughts out loud before you nod. the man, whose name you don't know, ends up telling you about the last trial of seven where everyone but his ancestor maegor had died. "so he's worried about his father dying.." "yes my lady."

he ends up saying no more, simply bowing before walking off. you end up realizing there were also a couple more servants in the room who walked out as well leaving just you. you had not intended to be rude, yet that always seemed to be the case when speaking to him. you should go and try to find him.

nothing terrible will happen you are certain of it.

—

prince baelor was dead.

you had found out when after the battle men had rushed towards you, no not you valarr to inform him of what had happened to his father. you barely remember the aftermath, it was so chaotic you did not even get to see the look on valarrs face until a bit later where he seemed perfectly fine.

the room was quiet, cold. the only sounds that could be hear were the sounds of grinding in a mortar while the tyroshi witch grinding up what seemed to be a potion. maekar so lost in his grief did not even seem to mind the lady was in the room while he was dealing out aerions punishment, lys was far too close to tyrosh for your liking you decide you'll send word to your father later to not allow him in should he end up making his way there.

with the potion you had been making finished and a quick prayer to r'hllor you will end up needing it, you slip it into the pocket of your robe. you manage to slip out the room as maekar and the hedge knight begin to speak to each other faintly hearing the talk of kinslaying. being a kinslayer did not matter much to you yet it seemed to be very taboo in westeros, maekar in particular seemed rather distraught about it. you make a mental note to keep your past family relations a secret.

it got even quieter the further into the halls you went. you freeze upon the sight of valarr leaning over a desk in an empty room. you could hear the faint sniffles as his shoulders shake. he was so composed earlier when speaking to the men of lord ashford on how to properly set up a funeral and where they would burn baelors body. he looked like the exact description of a great prince. yet now he looked just as he should, a young man crying for his father.

with a few steps towards him you stare at his back from the doorway. you consider walking over to him and offering him some comfort. maybe you could try hugging him again. yet all you do is turn your back and walk out the room. you knew all you would do is just make him upset like you always seemed to. you were unaware of the eyes that had turned to watch you leave, wishing you had stayed and held him.

the servants who were preparing the princes body for the burning both looked alarm at your entrance to the room before bowing their heads. "i would just like to offer the prince a private prayer in honor of my lord if that is acceptable." neither of them can refuse you as you are now to be the next queen so they end up backing away, giving you a moment with the prince. his eyes were closed, you were happy to see they had closed up the wound on the back of his head so you would not have to do it. one of the men almost stop you as you reach a knife up to cut a small chunk out of his hair but do not dare make a move, too nervous of what you would do.

your hands press together and you begin to speak to your lord in high valyrian. you did not know if it was even going to work but it was like there was a calling in your body to try. you were so sure baelor was a figure the world needed and your lord would recognize that.

it took you seven tries. its almost comical, the number. but the crowned princes eyes shoot open and he takes a deep breath in. one of the servants passes out.

maekar stops speaking as soon as shouts of his name flood his ears. all eyes are locked onto the door before it even had opened. everyone had gathered in the main hall, assuming the ceremony would happen soon since they had been working on the prince body long enough. the door slams open and everyone stares at the man who looked so pale it was like he saw a ghost.

"what is it boy?" today was the last day maekar wanted any sort of nonsense certainly not from some servant boy. "prince baelor…" the room went deadly still as the boy took a deep breath like he couldn't even say it. "he's alive." every single person stood up from their chairs, other than daeron who was bound to his chair from his foot injury, in shock. "what in the hells are you talking about boy."

"the tyroshi lady witch," valarr sucks in a noticeable deep breath, "she came in and um she did a ritual a couple of times then he woke up." maekar without another word stormed out of the room and off to find baelor. everyone in the room paused for a shocked moment before rushing after him. daeron simply stared after them, the vision of dunk with a dead dragon flooding his mind, the vision suddenly catches fire and burns away in his mind as if it was never there at all.

when maekar opens the door he does not even know what to expect, but he does not expect you to be applying a salve to some of his brothers wounds, his dead brother, who was sitting up looking very alive. "why so pale maekar? you look like you've seen a ghost."

one of the servants call out lord ashfords name as he faints, managing to catch him before he falls. everyone else was seemingly frozen in place except you, who was taking care of baelor still without even looking at the group, and valarr who hesitantly took a few steps towards his father.

"my boy.." baelor's hand lifted to reach out to him and valarr practically fell into his fathers arms, sobbing while his father strokes his back just like he did when he was younger. "its okay my boy its okay. I'm okay." maekar looks to the back of baelors head and gasps as he sees the wound is gone. "my savior gave me a potion which closed the wound."

baelor gives you a fond look as valarr lifts his head from his father to stare at you. he could barely believe it. you did not even look surprised. "the potion was only able to slightly heal it, you'll need to drink it regularly and have the salve i am giving you applied daily until your other wounds heal."

baelor assures you he will while valarr continues to stare at you in wonder. he notices you're holding onto chunks of hair and only then does he notice the big bald spots in his fathers head. there were seven different spots clearly sloppily cut out of his head, the cut work worse in different areas, you must have been getting desperate at some point.

"how is this even possible?" duncan must have meant to say it in his head but he had spoken aloud. everyone in the room was thankful someone finally asked the question on everyone's mind. you kept your back turned as you continued to mix up more salve. it takes you a minute to speak as if you do not know how to put your thoughts together.

"my lord is very merciful. he knew today was never meant to be his final day." everyone in the room had hundreds of more questions to ask but you simply move to leave the room without another glance. "it is time for my prayer. good day." they all watch you leave. valarr can hear someone lightly as if they should stop you but baelor raises his hand in rejection.

duncan begins to sob, holding his hand to his mouth to quiet himself. baelor sighs and stands up, rejecting the help offered to him. "lets have this conversation else where shall we? its rather cold in here." unable to refuse him the room clears out all walking slowly to ensure baelor was following them, baelor lingered behind a bit his eyes on valarr who looked conflicted. "there's somewhere else you should be than here boy."

valarr's face contorted even more, he wanted to see you. more than anything. "but father…" he also did not wish to leave his father not right now. baelor however made the decision for him. "you should speak to her. she can answer your questions better than i."

you end up stumbling back into the room where daeron was sitting all alone. he had not even touched the wine in which was brought to his side. too lost in his thoughts, mumbling to himself. "how is this even possible.. my dreams they always.." daeron can barely believe it. the visions that had haunted his life, the vision in which in encouraged him to lie on an innocent mans name, had not come to pass. "your dream did come true. do not begin to doubt your powers now. i simply corrected it after the deed was done." when you finally look at him he sees the familiar haunted look in your eyes that stare back at him in the mirror.

"do not dwell on it." you say nothing more as place your stuff down and turn out the room. daeron is once again left alone with his thoughts. he thinks of a dream he had many years back. you were surrounded by fire looking as peaceful as ever with your eyes closed, cradling a dead dragon in your hands before the dragon opened its eyes. he had never thought much of it but now he was pondering it. maybe it was truly about baelor but if you could bring a man back to life maybe you could bring back the dragons.

valarr finds you outside sitting alone in front of a fire, your hands clasp together while you spoke a prayer in valyrian. he approached you slowly. you do not even acknowledge him as he sits down next to you. he is not close enough to where he is touching you. yet he is still close enough to where you must notice is presence.

he simply sits in silence, the sound of your voice soothing him as all his emotions of the day washed away. he would have to ask you what you were saying at a later date. he has a lot he should be saying to you. he does not say anything even as you grow completely quiet. he only speaks when you speak. "you can ask me whatever you wish to. i will answer you with complete honesty."

there are so many things he wished to say in this moment. so many emotions he wished to express. questions he needed to ask but he could only express one thing in that moment. "why?" you do not answer, simply hum curiously encouraging him to further explain himself. "why did you go through all the effort? the man servant said you must have done the ritual seven times before it worked." one of them had mentioned it in passing when he told them he was looking for you. the servant looked quite pale.

you don't hesitate to answer him, "you were upset earlier when you thought he was going to die so i decided to at least try my best to bring him back. if he did not wake up after that last attempt i was going to give up."

he's stunned into silence. "for me?" it comes out meeker than he intended it to. you never said anything you did not mean even if the other court ladies or men would find it offensive so he knew you were being very serious when you had said that.

"who else?" he is over come with so many emotions. regret for any of his prior words, grief for a death that did not come, and a new overwhelming emotion blooming in his chest he could not put a name on, a feeling that began to ache as you looking into his eyes. "i am sorry."

he laughs uncomfortably. scratching at his neck in the hopes of the lump growing there to leave. "whatever for?" the look on your face is so sorrowful/ you have no reason to be sorrowful. you had done more for him than you probably even realized. "i was rude to you earlier. i am sorry."

he racks his head around trying to remember what you were talking about, the day so chaotic his memories are all jumbled up. he suddenly remember your earlier conversation and his chest hurts even more. "do not say you are sorry. it is i who.." his words are so strained, his hand crawls up to grip at his chest. your face turns into one of shock as you lightly say his name. there was so many words that needed to be spoke. so much air to be cleared between you.

yet you say nothing. you reach over and grab the hand on his chest. the two of you stay like that for a few moments as your eyes do all the talking. the fire lightly cracks in front of you, your eyes glowed in the fire. he realizes he had never truly taken the time to look at you. you were truly beautiful. "let us start over." your hands lace together as it almost seems like fire grows larger at your union. you glance at it for a moment before looking back at valarr. "i would like nothing more."

there is no need to look back when there is a long future ahead for the two of you, for now you can simply try again. it is not long before a guard comes to summon you, he stands as far away from you as possible. valarr finds himself opening his mouth to comment but you simply tug him along with you as you walk back to the castle. "i am a blood mage. i have always been one. these people simply now see me for who i am."

"but you saved him." "yes. but all they see is i brought a dead man back to life. even if they like him… that scares people." he does not comment any more not wishes to argue with you. he finds himself furious but holds his tongue. they should be throwing themselves at your feet and thanking you.

the two of you enter the main hall hand in hand. baelor sits at the head as if nothing had even happened. a smile on his face as he sees the two of you. maekar and lord ashford look pale, the lord even had one of his men fanning him. baelor summons his son to his side, valarr hesitates to leave you but you lightly push him towards his father nodding reassuringly at him.

once he finally takes his place baelor begins to speak. "you have done the realm a great service. you have my eternal thanks." you simply shrug not even a smile finds its way to your face, "ill be by your room tomorrow with the salve and the potion for you to drink." baelor laughs, the smile on his face remaining, "anything you wish for you shall have."

you look thoughtful for a few moments, the room is quiet as they all await for you to speak again.

"I'd like to be married in the way of my lord your grace. that is all."

baelor looks confused for a moment before he speaks, "ah you mean with the fire pit? yes of course consider it done. but you know, you are free to ask for anything else."

"i already have anything else i could want my lord." your eyes flicker for a moment to valarr but your gaze returns to the crowned prince. baelor catches the look and his grin grows even larger, "I'm sure you do." valarr looks away as his father turns to his, his ears beginning to burn.

baelor stands with a light groan, "I do not know about anyone else but i am starving. let us go eat." baelor looks to his brother and holds out his hand to help him up, maekar hesitates looking between his brothers face and hand before grabbing it and standing. they must have had a very long and needed conversation after you had left. "there are a lot of people who wish to speak to you you know?"

valarr immediately finds himself back at your side as you groan, a deep frown finds its way on to your face, this was the last thing you wanted. valarr grabs your hand once more and your face softens as you two stare at each other. there was a long road ahead but the doors that had been locked shut had finally opened for the two of you and there was a whole other world on the other side.