#nestaq vampfic

[princessyuwa]

Bye-bye Chaol, Hello Prince Sartaq

For @saintnesryn 🥰

Here's the link to the prologue.

Chapter 1

A day after the fallout with Chaol, Nesryn decides to take up Lysandra's offer to tag along in one of her night classes so she can meet up with Sartaq.

"You can just wait in the library in the mean time." Lysandra tells her with a wave of her hand, but a few moments later she faces Nesryn with green eyes widened with worry.

"Do you think you'll be safe here without me?" As there will be purebred vampires also in the library, and even if there is a strict rule on not feeding on fellow human students' blood, Lysandra still felt weary leaving her alone.

"I'll be fine Lyssie." Nesryn gives her a reassuring smile, and later shows her possession of mild holy water in a perfume bottle to her.

"If anyone makes you feel even slightly uncomfortable, do not hesitate to find solace in The Thirteen's Safe Lounge and then later I promise to beat their asses."

"Get to class Lyssie." Nesryn playfully shoves her to the history building as she herself heads to the ornate Glass Castle University Library to read the assigned chapters from her parapsychology textbook for this week.

About three hours later...

"Hello Nesryn Faliq." She slaps her textbook shut, and on sheer instinct stands up with her holy water perfume pointed towards whoever just spoke in her vicinity.

Only to come face to face with Sartaq Khan looking at her with amusement, and boy did he look even more handsome in close proximity.

'Focus Faliq!'

"Where's Lysandra?" She quickly searches for her dhampir friend, only to find her standing outside happily chatting with who she guessed would be her friend Borte Khan.

"Relax Faliq, I won't bite." He gives her a reassuring smile while taking a few steps back to make her feel comfortable and also appear non-threatening.

"Ennar gave me the status of your situation of your um...breakup with Westfall, and interestingly enough you're in need of a date for this Friday's ball." His expression turning playfully sly, giving Nesryn butterflies in her belly.

"I would very much be honored if you would be my date for this upcoming ball and," Oh no, she was beginning to feel warmth on her cheeks "and I would also enjoy getting acquainted beyond this situation of convenience for myself."

She could've sworn she saw a hint of surprise in his eyes widening for a sec before returning back to playful.

"Your offer comforts me Nesryn Faliq." This time he gives a real smile, she never imagined a handsome vampire prince smiling at her with no hint of threat.

And before she knew what was happening he takes out a sticky note and sees him write his number on it before delicately handing it to her.

"Text or call me when you reach home safely." He thoughtfully looks at her being on guard before he notices Borte and Lysandra coming inside to meet them.

"I figured all went well brother." Borte brings an arm around her hearth brother's thick neck.

"It did." Nesryn abruptly replies and then shyly averts her gaze from him, and to Borte's surprise, notices a hint of a blush growing on her hearth brother's face.

"Well that's great to hear Nes!" Lysandra hugs her by the side.

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After heading back to their flat, Nesryn quickly adds Sartaq's number on her phone and labeling his caller ID as "Vampire Prince", cheesy but it definitely suited him, so she believed.

Hello Sartaq,

This is Nesryn, just wanna let you know that we both reached home safely. If you want we can meet up tomorrow at dusk and get more acquainted. Whatever suits you best.

In less than a minute, she hears a beep from her phone, surprised that he'd answer so quickly, unlike Chaol who often ghosted her.

She knew that the message he sent her will keep her up all night.

Of course my dear let's meet at Blackbeak Cafe.

Be sure to be to be there by 6 ;)

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[princessyuwa]

Bye-bye Chaol, Hello Prince Sartaq

for @nesryncore 🥰

Summary: After learning from Dorian that Chaol cheated on her, Nesryn is determined to get Sartaq Khan, the Vlad among Chads, to take her to the ball. Little did she know, that it’s not that hard for her as she thought it was.

PROLOGUE

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“I can’t believe Chaol of all people would ever cheat on you.” Aelin hugs a distraught Nesryn in her arms. 

“Have I not been giving him enough time, is that it?” Nesryn quietly asks her one of her best friends.

“No one is entitled to your time Nesryn.” Lysandra, a dhampir (human-vampire hybrid) tells her from across the couch of their living room in the flat they shared with Nehemia and Sorscha. 

“Lyssie’s right, if it were up to me I’d beat Chaol’s nasty ass up! Ugh I can’t believe I considered dating him!” Aelin shudders in horror at her past self for dating that frat guy.

“Thanks Aelin, but I’m pretty sure Dorian’s already doing that to him.” Nesryn tells her with a small chuckle.

“To think the former playboy let himself be pegged by our sweet Sorscha, that he’d end up lecturing people about fidelity.” Lysandra says in wonder to nobody in particular.

“You’d have to be a monster to cheat on any of my friends.” Aelin brings her fists together, “And he-who-shall-not-be-mentioned just proved what a monster he is for hurting you Nesryn.” 

“So I guess this means, none of us are going to the ball Dorian’s mother is hosting this Friday night.” Lysandra brings that up.

“No, no, you guys shouldn’t cancel your dates just because this happened to me.” Nesryn firmly tells them, she may be sad, but in no way does she want to be pitied. “If you guys are that adamant to not go on my behalf, then I’ll find a guy to take me to the ball before Friday.” Nesryn promises them.

“Well good, because now I can introduce you to someone my friend from a night class, Borte Khan has been telling me would be a good match for you.” Lysandra sends a sly smirk at Nesryn’s direction.

“Is it her cousin Sartaq Khan?” Nesryn asks with a red blush glowing on her  brown cheeks.

“Well, well, looks like you do know who has the hots for you.” Aelin brings her light tanned arm around Nesryn’s shoulder with a smirk of her own.

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