#neith's arrow

Aelin Galythnius

The wild Fire _protector of Orynth

Ansel of Briarcliff

The Assassin's Creed _ queen of western wastes

Nesryn Sayed Faliq

Neith's Arrow. _ empress of Antica

Nehemia ytger -

The princess of Ellywe _ The hope of the light

Elena Havilliard -

Sartaq: I love you

Nesryn: I love you too

vs.

Yorte/Borran

Yeran: I love you

Borte:

The links on my fics to navigate to next chapter are *no longer* broken. I finally fixed it and I apologize for inconvenience! For now, here are all of the parts for the Rowaelin au fic so far. :) 

He was on the seventh curl when Nesyren said, “You’re quiet today.” He paused…, meeting her dark stare. Wariness flickered in those night-black eyes, in that lovely, solemn face. He’d noticed the way the sailors looked at her… Especially when her sweating made her white shirt cling with little to be imagined. Chaol tried not to look at said white shirt as he renewed his repetitions. “It’s the heat.”

Borte is going to kill him.

sartaq wondered , if this meeting doesn"t go well. - more like proposition, he had to convince, no beg , if possible bribe , .

he striked out the last option ,

in his brain's grey matter. anyone who relatively know The person he's going to meet , will consider that a sour option. and they are not remotely wrong, not even close.

Nesryn sayed Faliq, the CEO of the Royal blue,, her name alone gives you blank checks from distributors, She is ruling international market since, last 2 years, highest amount of time - anyone is present there. within 7 years , her investment returned doubled, for every bargain she made , every company she acquired ,

every project she took over as an employee before becoming the Ruler.

she changed the phase of Adarlan. under her leadership royal blue acquired almost every thing ranging from steele factories , mica products , refineries, furnishig , clothing lines , jewellery like platinum , with rare crystalls

he entered the office , he was checked by a man in black suit , he pressed the lift button ' 16' , and 3rd top most floor in the office, there a man in black suit with a red tie and cool shades requested him politely to remove his shoes [ an asian tradition to not bring shoes to work zones or personal office] , and when he passed through the metal ditector his watch was taken from him , and a recording mike was fixed to his collar. he again met another 2 men in black , at the entrance of office door he wanted to wave at them , for bro code , but refrained, one of the grey suit wearing manager appeared from nowhere. and announced ' ms faliq will see you noW'. breathing deeply he opened the

door and fell on his front as his foot caught in the carpet, spread out in the vast room. he immediately rolled on to his back . he can see the false ceiling which is filled with dark green blocks with golden LED lights. the design created an illusion, it looked so endearing yet simple , you can see the precision and focus put into it. he can't accurately describe it , but fine . A voice called out for him, no a woman's voice echoed in his subconscious waking him gently from his unaware semiconsciousness, as he refocused his eyes, he saw a pair of crystal onyx eyes, which were looking at him curiously, oh the open sky , she has a beautiful face , gorgeous is the only word he could find, she's no 50 yeard old lady with a cane , she' s not a year older than 25. Men have gone to war in the past to possess a woman with such a magnetic aura.

A time in history when we thought it was just a romance between Assassin and prince .......