"I've got her soul in my pendant, the downsides are: she will lose her memories and her Fae powers" Ansel had said almost sobbingly and fearfully. She chanted a few words and the soul started it's journey to Celaenas body " Why had she done that, Ame" Then transferred Ansels knowledge of sacrificial Magic to Ame

Ame's grip on her power wobbled and she nearly let go as the learning flooded into her. The voice was not her own that said, "Because they've lost all hope." And she looked at Ansel, her violet eyes streaming, and felt like the world was breaking into pieces all around her. Aery nearly killing herself, Celaena actually killing herself and barely managing to be resuscitated by an overload of magic. What was next?

Celaena felt something go into her and opened her eyes seeing strange people she didn't recognise, so she scurried back in fear " I shouldn't be here, my name is Yrene Whitmore" She cowered in fear, she really didn't know these people and hussed at the closest one to her, but immediately noticed the sword nearby and immediately shut up.

Ame looked around in a panic. But then a thought came to her with the sacrificial magic. Life forces could be restored by a gift from a sorceress to a non-sorceress. Memories could be transplanted. Why could one not combine the two and make a gift to restore thoughts and feelings and memories?
She spoke mind-to-mind with Ansel. Ansel, hold on to my memories, and don't you DARE let them go. When it's time, you'll know, and you push them back into me. But not one second before. And get ready to catch me in your necklace if things go wrong. She cloned all of her own memories, all of her own perceptions of her senses, memories that were just... hers. She transplanted one full set, the original ones, into a small corner of Ansel's mind.
With the copies... She took the tiniest of Silly's daggers, ignoring her friend's worried look. "I'm not going to kill myself, Silenia, calm down. Magic things." She climbed up the hill until she stood over Celaena's body, the dagger shining silver in her hand.
Least important things first. "With my taste I call thee; remember who ye are." She pricked her tongue with the knife and let the drop of blood fall on Celaena. It was rich glittering purple, not red. Instantly Ame's mouth went numb.
"With my smell I call thee; remember who ye are." Pricked the septum of her nose.
"With my hearing I call thee; remember who ye are." Nicked both ears. The silence swallowed her, but still her mouth worked.
"With my mind I call thee, remember who ye are." Laid open a gash on her forehead. The only memory she clung to was what she was doing and why.
"With my eyes I call thee; remember who ye are." Nicked either eyelid, the world went dark.
"With my heart I call thee; remember who ye are." Pricked her chest, numbness spread through her body.
"With my strength I call thee; remember who ye are." A fairly deep cut on either forearm and she collapsed, unable to support her own body.
"With my magic I call thee; remember who ye are!" A gash across either palm, herpower trickled away. Two left.... but not much more magic left....
"With my voice I call thee; remember who ye are!" A shallow cut across her own throat, not deep enough to cut anything vital.
"With my touch I call thee! Remember who ye are! Remember who ye are! Remember who ye... are..." The last line barely whispered. Knife around behind her head. A scour across the back of her neck.
And then what little sensation was left to her vanished. Hopefully Celaena was healed. Ansel... She hoped Ansel would have gotten her soul in the pendant, to be able to transplant it back to her body and then copy the memories back over. If so then maybe her life wouldn't have been over, after just four years and a month.

Shadow had been training himself again. but after a time he found that his raw strength would go no farther. he sighed and then worked on his reflexes and mental abilities. he was able to get much better that he had ever thought that he would. he could still fell that magic locked in him but didn't know what would break his magic free. when he had finished the training he made up his mind to leave the group for a long time. the power that he had now would only be used in the wrong way he had to first learn how to keep himself calm and in control. his mind was clear and he could hear any message that anyone wanted to send him but he didn't have to respond and he knew that. he walked towards his parents home wondering if he would find anything.

Ansel looked at Ame do this all the while chanting "Es matos crejo .. Es matos crejo " A soul trapping spell, she guided the soul back into her pendant. She smiled very sadly and slapped herself for giving Ame the wrong sacrificial Magic, she meant to give Ame the version where you could take Vast amounts of energy from someone, She ran to Ame and immediately put her hand her chest and begun chanting again, slowly but surely the wounds healed on Ame and flicked her own wrist to transfer the memories back to Ame all the while Celaena's soul reached Celaenas body.

Celaena spluttered and coughed while letting Her soul back into her body and immediately started crying from being temporarily dead, she then reached for Aery and reached for her hugging her tightly " I won't ever let you go again." She leant her head against her. Then looked at Silly " Do you know how to " Fish " ? " She used the Urchin equivalent to pickpocket and Celaena wanted to train Silly how to do that and conceal her self in plain sight.

Rowan felt a boot hit his head hard and immediately got up to survey the situation, Ansel was standing there, Ame was doing some sort of crazy ritual and Celaena was recovering from some crazy thing that happened from looking at neck and Aery was hugging Celaena, so he got up and walked towards the group. Wanting to ask them about what happened when he was unconscious, Funny he got bested by his student but he was on the ground and drunk so that did not count, he couldn't help but smile at his defeat.

But that just made Celaena angry as she got up and ran to Rowan and brought her knee up to his gut, he immediately winced and doubled over, then she grabbed his head kneeing him in the head twice, she tripped him then lashed out again at him, she wanted to kill him for that " You will always be my Enemy" she shouted aloud for all to hear and stared daggers at Rowan. She looked at Aery blankly with no emotion " Choose".

Silly nodded soberly, more than a little panicked at the crazy suicidal ritual that Ame had done. "Aye, mum. I ken fish better than any'un in th' city, even... Tazz." her voice was strangled. And then she fell back in terror as Celaena attacked Rowan.
Aery gasped, staring around at everyone's insanity. She grabbed at Ame, shaking her vigorously, sobbing and screaming. "I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD. YOU IDIOT! YOU IDIOT!" And then she wept and clutched her to her chest.
Then Ame put Celaena's words into Aery's head. Choose, Aery, him or me. And she looked around in a panic, tears still streaming down her face. But she rose to her feet and stared at Celaena.
"No, Celaena. You choose. Keep me as your daughter or keep Rowan as your enemy, but don't ask me to stand by either of you to fight the other that I love. Or you'll destroy me." And weeping, she turned away and sprinted down the road, headed back for Adarlan. Not knowing exactly what she was doing, but not caring either.
After looking at each other, Ame and Silly followed, the bloodstained rope still tying them together.

"Don't you walk away from me, Aerienne Silverheart" She caught up with her and realised what she had done " I'm sorry Aery" and she meant it, Aery meant everything to Celaena and Celaena wanted to make amends "Aery .. Please, I didn't mean it, just it was unexpected that you are in a relationship with Rowan, you choose what made you happy and I respect that, my daughter" She then placed her hand on Aerys head and smiled at her " I'm sorry again.. Just know Family is Power."

Aery sighed, looking up at Celaena with tear-filled eyes. "This is so hard... I wish I'd never gone into the streets. I should have stayed a princess in my uncle's bloodthirsty kingdom, and turned a blind eye to all the commoners and slaves suffering and dying in his armies and in his salt-mines." She started to cry and flung her arms around Celaena.

Celaena hugged her tightly and looked at her with sad eyes and walked with Aery to where they were going "After all Every Queen needs a Heiress to take over" Celaena meant Aery to take over her Assassin Empire

Aery got it. "The assassins... But why would they follow me? You, I understand. But not me. I'm too fragile, too frail, to ever win their respect." As they walked back to the group she said... "Celaena, the people who... took us... Their plot, to assassinate the Adarlan royals... They can't have done it, could they have?" Out of the corner of her eye she saw one of her urchin messengers, waving his hands to get her attention.
"Somethin' crazy be happenin', Aery! Th' new people in town, they came in an' hundreds o' them an' they go' inna the castle, an... I dunno wha's happenin', on'y, it's crazy an' there aren' any guards in th' city anymore, an all these new people are jus' taken everythin' they please, an' Liza, she thinks that's acoz they all been killed, an' I dunno, but they be startin' to try t' hunt down the rest o' us urchins!"
The boy wasn't making any sense. "Hold on, Axel. Calm yourself, buddy, and tell me one thing at a time. New people in town. Did they look like soldiers?"
"Nay, like mercenaries. Bristlin' with daggers, th' lot o' em. Cold-eyed, like yer lady." He indicated Celaena with a wave of his hand. "Meanin' no disrespect, m'lady."
Aery's eyebrows rose. "They went into the castle. Did something seem off about it?"
"Aye, mum. The dangerous people went t' the castle an' the guards didn' make a fuss, not 'till they'd all gotten inside. An' it didn't seem like alarm shouts, more scared-like en that."
Aery looked at Celaena. "So, wait, did Liza say that it was like all the guards, or like all the new people, were dead? You're confusing me, buddy."
"Sorry, mum. She said tha' she thought th' guards were dead, acoz all the new people came out an' started just takin' food from the merchants, an' then some nobles tried t' leave, an' the new people.... shot 'em... when they got near the wall. Every last one o' them. Even the littles, an' some o' them were still in they mum's arms."

"We have to get to Adarlan now" Celaena said urgently and looked at Aery "Let's take our City back my dear" She motioned for Aery to walk with her a few miles to Adarlan, after all it was only a short walk " Don't bother about the others, this our problem we should have not left to bring chaos to Adarlan" Celaena slowly pulled out her golden jewelled mask and put it on, then pulling up her hood and walking with authority

Aery flinched at the sight of Celaena's mask, remembering her own, crushed under the heel of one of their tormentors.
She shook the thought off. Checked her remaining daggers. She wished she'd not thrown the one away, but in the moment she'd not had a chance to think.
As they approached the gates of the city, she could tell something was wrong. The guards on the city wall were holding their weapons too tightly, like they weren't used to the feel of them. And the city, usually so loud, was silent.
"Halt! Who goes there?!" one of them shouted. Two sprang in front of the gate, weapons in their hands. Definitely amateurs.
Aery threw caution to the wind, flipped the hood of her cloak back. "It is I, Aerienna Silverheart, and I have returned to claim the throne of my household." Either they'd find her insane and take her inside to lock her up, in which case she'd been betrayed by Axel, or they'd try to kill her at the gate, and she'd know her hunch was right.

" and I'm the most wanted assassin in Erilea so I'm this assholes prisoner" It was a good thing her behind her back reaching for her swords as she would end these guards easily Take the one on the left Aery she sent to her through telepathic message and just hoped she would get the message and this killing could begin

Aery drew a knife, bringing it up an inch from Celaena's throat. "Mind your tongue, wench, or I'll cut it out!" With her eyes telling Celaena that she understood, that she was just playing along to fool the guards.
The left guard came up behind her. She knew that his dagger was halfway drawn. "Here, Sweetheart, I'll help you deal with your prisoner." He chuckled in a way that was supposed to be seductive.
In a split second, Aery had spun, plunging the dagger she'd had "at Celaena's throat" into the man's chest. Her voice burning with icy rage and malice, she said quietly, "I am not your "Sweetheart." I am Your Majesty." She yanked the dagger from the man's chest, spun it to fling the blood off, sheathed it, and proceeded through the gate, killing off the so-called "guards" that the assassins had appointed.

Celaena pivoted on her heel up and then moved the remaining guards sword arm up and moved behind him as swift as she could then brought him too his knees and unsheathed his own sword to further humiliate him, she took his sword and pointed to his back then she began pushing the sword into him. " Didnt even break a sweat " she joked and laughed then followed Aery

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Aery laughed despite herself. Several of the younger urchins cowered in the shadows, most sporting fresh cuts and bruises. "Oh, dears. Oh my dears." She knelt down and gave them a hug. "You all find somewhere safe, okay, and I'll come find you once I've made my claim to the throne. If I don't come in two days, get out and keep going down this road until you find a group mounted on Asterion horses. Tell them who you are and they'll look after you.
Then, rising to her feet, nodding to Celaena, she continued up the road to the palace, her daggers out. The palace gates swung open to admit them without a challenge. So too did the doors to the inner keep, and to the throne room, until she faced the man sitting on her uncle's glass throne. The throne that would soon be hers. She made eye contact with the man; he did too through a jeweled black mask. A golden crown upon his brow.
"You are an imposter." She called to the man on the dais. "I am the true ruler of Adarlan, by my blood and by my birthright! For I am the last heir that is left of the House Havilliard, of the ancestral line Silverheart." From under her tunic she produced the symbol of her birth, the jeweled silver rose charm that had been given to her for her tenth birthday, when she finally became useful to the realm. "I challenge you, imposter, for the divine right to rule Adarlan." She swapped the dagger she had drawn for the long one that she carried in place of a sword and raised them into the "guard" position, looking at the man on the dais with such calm, measured fury that he had to have been at least a little frightened.

Celaena seen no one was in the room where Aery and the 'Supposed king' where " I'll defend the outside of this room to prevent any distractions" and then walked out of the room and seen hundreds of guards flooding the castle, she was going to defend that room if it were her last breath. She brought out her swords out with the most intense hate in her eyes, She went to work killing guards one at a time, she sighed and huffed, pretty soon she would get overwhelmed by guards but she still had her Super Fae three form which is faster than any living thing.

The man on the throne swallowed nervously. Rose to his feet, raised his hands over his head. "I give you my crown freely." He walked down to stand before Aery, his hands still in the air. "Take it."
Something was wrong with that. "You are a coward. You should not rule Adarlan if you do not intend to keep the throne." But the man just smiled.
Aery's hand flicked up, her short dagger shallowly slit his throat. Shallowly, but deep enough to kill. "You deserve a slower death than this. But I am not a torturer, unlike your people."
The man laughed, a long laugh, until his lungs were nearly out of air. "I would not raise a hand against my sister, especially my sister with such powerful allies. Just look at what your... friend has made you into, killing an unarmed man in cold blood. It is vengeance enough for me... Enna." And then he fell over dead.
And Aery froze. Enna. Aleksander's pet name for her when she was about six and he was fourteen. Enna. And...
She bent down and pulled the mask off of his face and stumbled back as if she had been stabbed. And in a way she had. Alek. Her protector and friend and very first mentor. Dead.
Her brother.
She'd killed her own brother.
He'd not drawn a weapon on her.
But he'd been the one who'd ordered her kidnapped and tortured.
But she'd murdered him in cold blood.
Over a dead, cold, glass throne.
Over her own cursed ambition.
Alek was dead.
Because of her.
She fell to her knees, sobbing, tearing at her flesh with her own nails trying to get the blood off.

Shadow walked to the village in that his parents had lived in. he then went to their home and opened the door. he could still see where their bodies had been but he knew that was just his mind playing tricks on him. he looked around and spotted a notebook laying by the bed. he opened it and started to read. he spent the rest of the day reading the notes that his parents had left. he eventually found that his parents had locked his magic away for fear that it would drive him crazy. they left notes on how to take the barrier away. he spent the next few hours getting ready to let his magic out. after he started the ritual he blacked out.