Rattle The Stars

King: Dorian&Manon

 @SarahJMaasfan55   I will get a Rowaelin fanfiction up soon, I hope. 

You're alone, you're on your own

So what?

Have you gone blind? Have you forgotten what you have and what is yours?

Dorian feels human. 

Staring into her face, that face, and he feels human.

"Hello, witchling," He purrs. Voice purely his. 

She grins, feral and wicked and cruel and pure. "Hello, princeling." 

Dorian leans against a tree as Manon counters, "Where are you, prince?" 

Stay away, human. his Valg Prince screams. Stay away!  He can feel the Prince shrink away in terror, clawing and screaming. 

"Ah, but the better question is, where are you?" This time it's the Prince who speaks. Cold and utterly unyeilding. 

Manon sees Dorian's eyes go from warm to icy, blue to black nothing. 

You've got it all, you lost your mind in the sound.

There's so much more, you can reclaim your crown.

You're in control...

 rid of the monsters inside your head

You can be king again. 

Manon just smirks and fiddles with end of her white braid. "You don't seem like the one to pry."

The Prince snarls playfully, regaining some ground. He no longer remembers his name. He no longer remembers the name of the girl he kissed; the girl who was beheaded right in front of him.  

But what he does remember is that name. 

"Yes, our wing leader will be willing," The Blackbeak matron voice floats over to them, her cue to leave. 

"See you around, Princeling." Satisfied, Manon Blackbeak saunters back towards her thirteen.

"Good-bye, Witchling." 

Dorian Havilliard does not remember his name. 

But what he does remember is her.

Manon. Manon.