Restless Nights
Lol I kind of misinterpreted what @mercxrial asked me to write, so we got this. I hope it doesn’t suck too much.
Manon heard a thump outside her window, she brushed it off as the wind until she heard another, then another.
Thump, Thump, Thump
She was starting to get irritated so she got to her feet and opened the window to see what was causing the noise.
What she didn’t expect was to get drilled in the face by a snowball. Then she heard some sniggering. Manon glared down at the person and saw that the queen of Terrasen, Aelin, was outside her window.
Manon slammed the window shut and marched down the stairs to find the queen outside her door with no one around her, not even Rowan. She came by herself.
“What do you want?” Manon asked grumpily, not happy about getting hit in the face. Aeling just laughed.
“That’s no way to address a queen, now is it?” Aeling asked, smirking. Manon just continued with her deadpan expression until Aelin got bored of standing in silence and said, “Wanna go mess with King Havilliard?”
Manon pretended to think for a few seconds.
“What kind of question is that? Of course I want to mess with His Highness.”
“I knew you were the woman to go to for this.”
Manon just smirked.
“What’s the plan?”
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Manon cackled. She liked this plan, she loved making things hard for Dorian.
The plan was to, every night just as Dorian goes to sleep, hide an alarm in his chambers, just loud enough to wake him up, but quiet enough that it is really hard to find.
Aelin said Rowan was taking care of things at her Kingdom and she just needed some time off. Well, Manon supposed that screwing with Dorian was one way to do it.
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Dorian woke up in a haze, he could hear an alarm faintly going off, his senses were trained enough to rouse him from his sleep because of it. He knew that he wouldn’t be getting back to sleep before the alarm was turned off.
He practically turned his entire chamber upside down looking for the stupid thing, tilting his head up to pray for mercy, he saw something on his ceiling.
Standing on a stool, Dorian grabbed the little device off of the ceiling and a tick mark grew on his forehead.
Well, at least he could sleep well.
Dorian finally closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, only to hear another alarm. His own.
Growling as he got to his feet, Dorian got ready for the day.
Day after day, Dorian was disrupted by this alarm, one day, as he was practically asleep in his throne, a pair of visitors were announced.
The cloaked figures presented themselves.
Finally, after some muffled laughter, a very familiar voice rang out.
“You’re looking tired, Your Majesty.”
More laughing ensued. This time Dorian grumbled in response.
“Aelin. Manon. What. Do. You. Want.” Dorian seethed. Knowing that something fishy was going on.
“My, my someone is grumpy today!” Aelin taunted, teasing the tired king.
“Maybe this ought to perk you up.” Manon reached into her pocket and fumbled around a bit.
A very familiar sound rang out. The alarm. Dorian wanted to cry at the sound that was practically torture to him.
“Come on. Make it stop.” He practically whimpered. His achilles heel was found out and exploited.
The evil cackles of the women echoed in the halls, their evil ministrations going on for a few minutes before eventually, Aelin finally said, “Keys. Now.”
Dorian, after a second's hesitation, threw the keys to the candy stash to Dorian.
The sound of the alarm finally stopped.
Dorian sagged into his throne.
Aelin whooped as she declared her delight at the free reign over the candy in Dorian’s stash. He always had the good stuff.
Aelin was in it for the chocolate, and Manon was in it to mess with people. Separate they were dangerous, but together, they were unstoppable.
Congrats, you made it to the end. I hope you liked it. Lol, was it trash?
