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What isn't he up to
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Standing among the numerous army tents, Fennrin didn't think he'd ever felt this out of place anywhere. Not even at the palace did he feel this much like he had no business being here among the several thousand soldiers that had gathered at the border. He wasn't a soldier, had very little combat experience, and while he could use a sword now, he wasn't very good at it. And yet everyone was certain his presence here will greatly increase their chances. He had rationally known this the whole
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At least a part of this is really on the money 👀
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Definitely, Ain needs to get better
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He just can't let people being mean avout Fennrin slide ever
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Ainreth was in a horrible mood. Not even the threat of war on the horizon could make him as annoyed as traveling with the blighted Herald over any distance, let alone one as long as this. He just kept glaring at nothing as they rode their horses along the road with around ten more soldiers, rolling his eyes ever so slightly when Varilik said anything, especially when talking to Fenn. Fenn himself seemed quite happy to talk to Varilik, and it made Ainreth's blood boil. He didn't want to be t
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He's definitely not working for Orinovo, I can tell you that much
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I actually have a lil novella about Petre from that time, I'll probably post it too eventually
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He really goes from nothing to everything
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He'll definitely do something
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You're definitely right that he's up to something
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They got back to Kyr-Toryl ten weeks after they had originally left, and all the snowing was giving way to rain instead, the snow on the ground melting slowly but surely, the cold only properly intense now during the night. And while Fennrin liked that winter was slowly coming to an end because he didn't enjoy the cold, much, it did fill him with anxiety. Because soon, a new war might break out. And he could tell Ainreth was thinking about this too, no matter how much he smiled and chattere
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They bicker and love each other very much
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The next several weeks flew by in what felt like days as they kept going from town to town, helping out where needed, earning goodwill with the locals. And Fennrin had to admit, he did feel less and less unwelcomed as they went, the word clearly traveling ahead of them. Even Snowflake was doing well, despite the fact that she wasn't young anymore, at least ten years old. Fennrin had had her since she was a kitten, but only for a year before the...incident. But he was immensely glad that Ain
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Petre just likes to be grumpy
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True, but the average person might not realize that
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Completely fair
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Ain knew that Fenn was stressed over this whole journey, but so far nothing too bad had happened. They had set off early in the morning, and had already visited a few villages that were near the road leading from Kyr-Toryl. The locals hadn't needed help with much, though Fenn did help a woman move kegs of beer. Ain was still in awe of how powerful Fenn was, and watching him move heavy loads with barely a twitch of his finger was certainly a good way to make Ainreth feel that. Not to mention how
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When Fennrin woke up, he almost gasped when he opened his eyes, only to see Ainreth sleeping next to him, an arm thrown over Fennrin's chest, with his nose pressed against his shoulder, drooling a little, and why the sun was that adorable? Fennrin shook his head, refusing to even rationalize it—too happy to rationalize it, honestly. This whole thing was crazy to think about. Him liking someone like Ain he could have predicted. Ainreth was charming, loving, very attractive, powerful bot
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He will be a good partner or die trying
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Objectively he is but Ain has to hype up his bf at all times
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She will, but a bit later
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They didn't end up finding the crazy, white-haired lady, but Ain couldn't say he'd been paying much attention to the search. He knew he should be, but he just couldn't help but watch Fenn and his overthinking. Despite having that talk, it was clear Fennrin was still thinking about what that sundering guard had spewed. And it was hard not to notice when Fennrin was now avoiding physical contact with him in public. And yes, Ainreth didn't blame the shadowforger for reacting like this, but it
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Fenn's misadventures are for book 2 worry not 😄😭
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Indeed. At least she's not working for anyone else using them, though
