ᶦ ˢᵖʸ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵐʸ ˡᶦᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵗᶦʳᵉᵈ ᵉʸᵉ ᵗᶦⁿʸ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᶠᶦʳᵉᶠˡʸ

ᶦ ˢᵖʸ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵐʸ ˡᶦᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵗᶦʳᵉᵈ ᵉʸᵉ ᵗᶦⁿʸ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᶠᶦʳᵉᶠˡʸ ᵃ ᵖᵉᵇᵇˡᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵉ ᵖᶦᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ˡᵃˢᵗ ʲᵘˡʸ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ᶦⁿˢᶦᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵒᶜᵏᵉᵗ ʷᵉ ᵃˡᵐᵒˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗ ᶦᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᶦᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵐᶦˢˢ ʷᶦᶜᵏˡᵒʷ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗᶦᵐᵉˢ

Won't You Run Away With Me Chapter 1

ITS ABOUT HELION AND LOA!!! IM EXCITED FOR MYSELF

tw: noncon (not graphic)

short chapter, 1K words

Summary: Based on Helion's conversation with the IC in ACOWAR, what happened between Helion and Lady of the Autumn court (because ms sarah janet maas takes two years to finish a book and I cannot wait for her big reveal and no one wrote a fic on this so i'm doing it)

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CHAPTER 1: BEFORE THE WAR

“I heard her family wanted internal ties to power, and that they didn’t give her a choice before they sold her to Beron.” - Helion to Mor, ACOWAR

The fire in her blood is her damnation, for she was about to become the Lady of Autumn, the pretty, silent wife to Beron Vanserra.

There was no choice in the matter really, her father needed the political alliance that came from selling his youngest daughter to the cruel High Lord of Autumn. No matter that she was just 20- a child, barely past her first bleed- and Beron was nearly a century old. And war… war was looming, and her parents certainly couldn’t afford for their alliances with the High Lord to drift. She begged her family for more time, to wait just a few years.

“I’ll find another High Lord to marry,” she had pleaded on her knees, hot tears spilling down her cheeks. Her father sneered, the room heating with his rage. “What do you know about alliances? To be married to Beron Vanserra, what more could a female like you want?” She flinched. What more could a girl like you want. Love! She wanted to scream. I want to marry the male I love! But what did she know? Her sisters, watching behind a half closed door, looked at her with eyes full of pity and knowing. Knowing, for the male she had met at the equinox ball who had charmed her with his warm smile and bright eyes. The son of the High Lord of the Day Court. Helion Spellcleaver. Her father barely gave his weeping daughter another look before winnowing out of the room. He did not notice the crumpled letter she held in her hands and the unfamiliar necklace hidden beneath her dress. He did not wait for her to reveal the male that has been courting her for almost a year. She threw the letter into the fireplace and weeped. The fire eagerly swallowed up the letter. A declaration of love, a promise turned into ash. - The wedding is a relatively quiet ceremony with just Beron’s most important lords. The commoners would hear of this later, through an official proclamation. It was a relief that no one else would witness her humiliation, though she supposed no one really cared who she was as long as she kept Beron happy.

That was her job now, to keep a high lord happy. To look pretty, have a few children and pray and hope the lord would not tire of her too soon. She supposed there were worst things in the world. Beron’s servants were silent as they prepared her for the wedding, they kept their eyes down, deft hands dressing her without so much as an extra glance for the female marrying their high lord. Perhaps they were glad that with her as Beron’s wife, he would be otherwise occupied, in the bedroom at least.

She was not oblivious to Beron’s temper and the commoners’-- and rest of the court for that matter-- contempt toward Beron. For good reason too, she had heard of how he treated his servant, and how he ensured that people who spoke against him promptly disappeared. The few times she had gone to the countryside were even worse- though she secretly agreed that the farmers’ outright hatred for the lord was justified- they were paid barely more than what it took them to buy their crops, while Beron and other lords in the capital were drowning in finery and wasting the food that should’ve gone to the hungry people.

She was also under no illusion that the lord would grow to feel even an inkling of love for her, knew that she was nothing but a prized breeding mare. She wanted to ask the servant girls how they survived, how she could survive. But as the servants finished putting her hair into twist on her head, the words stuck in her throat. She gave them a thankful nod, and looked in the mirror. She did not recognize who stared back. She was led out by an armed sentry, as she looked back at the servant girls, she was surprised to find that there were tears brimming in their eyes. The girls caught her staring and promptly looked down, expressionless once again. She wondered whether someday she would look like that too.

Suddenly, she couldn’t help but wish that a certain amber eyed male would come a save her.

- She did not remember what happened exactly during the ceremony other than the murmured thanks to the halfhearted congratulations thrown her way. She had been lost in a crowd of lords trying to gain Beron’s favor, the dress making it her for her to disappear back into her room.

Her room.

She did not share a room with the lord, even now that they’re married. Beron had barely spared her a second glance after the crowds had dispersed. He winnowed away to cauldron knows where, as if he could barely stand the sight of her. It was a sentry who saw her confused expression and led her to her room, then told her that Beron would seek her out when he wished. Or she would be summoned to the High Lord’s quarters.

To be summoned like a dog. She almost let slip. But the sentry did not deserve her anger. So she simply nodded her thanks and went into her room.

-- The first night was the hardest. Beron had, in fact, seeked her out. She did not make a sound as Beron made her undress. She did not let out the tears that threatened to spill out. She did not let herself feel what was happening. But it was afterward when the door slammed shut and she was left alone in that cold, unfamiliar bed that she realized, truly realized, that this was her life now. She was the High Lord’s possession, his to treat however he wished.

And there was not one damn thing she could do about it.

Fourth Wing Characters And Their Red Flags (Iron Flame Spoilers)

Violet: really bad at basic math (6+1=??), constantly interrupts people when they’re about to spill the tea, caused a questionable stain on the Tyrrendor Throne.

Xaden: unresolved mommy issues, really bad at 20 questions, stuck in his emo phase, has Endgame by Taylor Swift on repeat so much it seeps into his vocabulary, inappropriate use of the communal gym showers, self-sacrificial to a fault.

Dain: patchy beard, memory thief, used his nepo baby connections to get the wingleader position even though he sucks at it, has a low key crush on Xaden (the true enemies to lovers all along).

Jesinia: writes Xaden & Violet fanfiction with explicit scenes during work hours.

Andarna: forgets to take her melatonin and makes it everyones problem.

Tairn: major exasperated dad energy, v emotional and impulsive, unresolved trauma around Naolin, superiority complex when it comes to gryphons.

Sgael: Not that good at making choices.

Nolon: HIPAA violations for sure, was the true weakest link all along.

Caroline Ashton: dared to be in the book more than Garrick???? Literally wtf.

Brennan: Faked his own death yet chose the most obvious pseudonym ever, so deep in the closet he’s living in Narnia.

Mira: the abusive sibling (she was justified tbh), really bad at getting very obvious hints.

Daddy Sorrengail: literally doesn’t have a name? Speaks in code to his children for plot reasons only. Weak heart (sure buddy).

Rhiannon: Makes every other character look bad because she’s an actual angel.

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7 months ago

to quench my desire for ms yarros to release onyx storm from jail (read: the warehouses) here's everything my grubby little fingers have gathered about the book:

(trust me im experienced. i had to go through the hellhole that was waiting for sarah j maas and cassandra clare to release THEIR books after MORE THAN a year) (i still havent gotten kit and ty's book...) (it's been 6 years ms cassandra...) (and WHEN am i getting my bbg az's book???)

guys calm down. xaden and violet are end game. there have been like twenty confirmations from rebecca, we are safe (my favorite quote was when she was like "r u asking me if xaden is another tamlin")

violet "has one goal and doesnt care what stands in her way" - we will be seeing lots of badass violet and im here for it

vibe of onyx storm is so it goes + who's afraid of little old me (who is this DIVA 💜)

halden (crown prince, my boi aaric's brother) probably had a thing with violet/ will have a role in onyx storm. (RY's response to whether or not violet dated halden was "i think you should read the third book")

violets second signet is obvious ("it's in there alot" + our theories have been correct + we will be underwhelmed) (guys she's a truthsayer FIGHT ME.) (there's SO MANY CLUES. "ask the right questions" "lying is easy, except when it come to violet" "nothing is more dangerous than a truth slayer" yada yada)

xaden is NOT unbonded from sgaeyl, our queen is just REALLY REALLY PISSED (this MAY refute the naolin's still alive theory, but there was another instance where she was asked if dragons can CHOOSE to unbond a rider and RY was like 😗😋🥰)

papa sorrengail is dead dead. verbatim confirmation.

this is small & we already know this, but violet's hair will come up in the later books (mysterious disapearing silver haired venin???)

anyways i will go feral when onyx storm comes out. you guys dont get fourth wing like i get fourth wing. (ugh my tiktok scraps of the london interview/the french??? interview/the random snippets ARE. NOT. ENOUGH.)

also babes do we have a ship name for xaden and violet???

The Book Of Breathings Foreshadowed Feysand, Nessian and Elriel

so we know the book of breathings spoke to the feyre in acomaf. but i never see anyone talking about what it said?!?!

“Hello, sweet thing. Hello, lady of night, princess of decay. Hello, fanged beast and trembling fawn. Love me, touch me, sing me.”

Lets analyse:

"hello sweet thing" - basically just cooing at feyre, it clearly likes her as it sung to her.

"lady of night" - "love me" - feyre

high lady of night court, love being a big thing she struggles with in acomaf, her growing love for rhys and her fading love for tamlin.

"princess of decay" - "touch me" - nesta

she's referred to as Lady Death, touch is how her and cassians relationship started, the whole just sex no emotion business.

"trembling fawn" - "sing me" - elain

is referred to as a fawn several times and described having doe eyes, including multiple times in contrast to azriel and his darkness. sing, well azriel is a shadowsinger but even if it meant literal singing, sjm did say we would possibly see azriel sing in future.

"fanged beast and trembling fawn" - what does that quote remind you of? ah yes "death and his lovely fawn"

the order in which the archerons are described also matches the order of their books!

BONUS - it also ties with the archerons being part fae theory!

basically that theory is that the archeron mother was part fae or had fae lineage. it makes sense to why she was so cold to her children, but loved their father - it was because he was her mate.

thats why she stayed in human lands, didn't tell about her fae lineage and is why she didn't love her children as much as her husband. she put her mate above all else. and the books did say the cauldron sometimes purely chooses mates based on who would make the strongest offspring. and who are three of the most powerful fae alive because they were made by the cauldron itself or all high lords? the archerons

the book of breathings is made of two halfs and could tie the fae and humans together by some human born sisters with fae lineage ;)

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