#Ialai Sadeas

[crowreys-wormstache]

Can't believe the only compelling romances in the whole stormlight archive are not only those that don't last but also specifically

Geriatric doomed STEM yuri

Toxic yaoi

Geriatric murderhusband/geriatric murderwife

[pekgna]

Navani and Ialai. Consorting

[stormscience]

To Mend Without Thread

This is my first SA fanfic, and as with all things Sanderson it has become extremely involved! Most of the Shakadolin is subtly built up, but if you want out and out smut, I will post a link to the companion story that has more explicit interludes that coincide with the story.

Summary:

During the battle for the Oathgate in Shadesmar, Adolin is mortally wounded. This one small change, just a matter of inches, sets off a series of events that will rewrite the history of Roshar.

[herdaz]

We love a woman who schemes and plots 👑

[knightsgaydiant]

the sadeases have big briarwoods energy. send post.

[blackthornass]

there was a period of time where Dalinar was going through the Fool’s Journey backwards. Good for him good for him

[themalhambird]

I'm thinking about Ialai and Navani's friendship and I wish it had managed to survive Sadeas trying to kill Dalinar, I guess. I mean I understand why it didn't and I understand why Ialai wanted nothing to do with the Kholins after Sadeas' death (Ialai and Torol were best friends besides being married you can't convince me otherwise) but STILL.

[cosmereplay]

Day 27: Diamond

Chapter 1 - Negotiation (yeah I went overboard today) Rated Mature, Ialai/Beryl, Sex work, set during Way of Kings Cross posted on ao3

As Beryl changed and readied herself, she wondered one last time whether attending Ialai Sadeas as a Jasnah Kholin look-alike might be a bad idea. However, the Sadeases had an excellent reputation with the other prostitutes, and the pay Ialai’s scribe had offered was substantial, with payment up front. 

She looked in the mirror, holding her trademark diamond spherelamp, which contained the sphere she kept her illusion in. She couldn’t keep it on her clothes, for obvious reasons. The white light also allowed her clients to see her well, which was the whole point of hiring a look-alike. She made sure not to make herself look too uncannily similar. It helped that she was shorter than the princess, and a little younger. She enjoyed wearing Jasnah’s face with clients; she didn’t have to change very much physically, and stepping into the demeanour her clients wanted was often a fun change of pace.

However, most of her clients didn’t know the princess personally like the Highprincess did. That made her stomach flutter. Well, either way, she had a job to do. Head up and confident, she was granted entry into the Highprincess’ inner sanctum.

The room was rich with soft carpets and heavy tapestries, making the room feel smaller than it was. A hearth with a lit fire warmed the room, making the space feel cozy and alive. Elsewhere the room was lit by emeralds, not locked in spherelamps but open in goblets and small bowls–a sign of extravagance and self-assured confidence.

The Highprincess herself was not on the large, soft bed at the centre of the room, but in an overstuffed armchair in the corner. She gestured to Beryl to take the seat opposite her. Beryl acquiesced and placed her little diamond spherelamp on a delicate side table.

Brightness Ialai regarded her with a pleased air. “I admit I’m impressed,” she smiled. “Even down to the havah style. For a moment I thought the bitch herself had found me out. Now, to business. I assume since you accepted my price, you understand I will be asking more of you tonight.”

“Yes, Brightness,” Beryl said, inclining her head in deference. “I was told you would be interested in having me act like the Princess, and you would be spanking me. That’s perfectly acceptable to me, so long as you hit with the flat of your hand, and stick to my stomach, thighs, and ass.”

“Hm,” Brightness Ialai said, tapping her chin. “How about hair-pulling? Not hard enough to hurt, but perhaps enough to surprise.”

Beryl nodded. “Yes, Brightness, that would be fine. I would also ask no fingers or any other objects be put inside me. I have my own tools, but I was told you weren’t interested in them anyway.”

“Yes, that is correct. Although, now that I’m looking at you…” she trailed off thoughtfully.

When Beryl was in the room, sometimes clients thought to try to alter the agreement, and it seemed that Brightness Ialai was no different. 

“Can I come on you?”

An unusual request from a woman, but Beryl would take it. “So long as you provide me a wash basin afterwards. I’ll need to leave presentable.”

“Yes, you will,” Brightness Ialai said in a colder tone. “I’ll want you leaving promptly and without drawing any attention. If there is no talk of your presence here after two days, I’ll send an emerald mark. If there is any talk, I’ll never hire you again. If any rumours arise as to the nature of our contract, I’ll have you whipped.”

That raised Beryl’s eyebrows. “You won’t have to worry about that, Brightness,” she said, feeling unworried. Leaving undetected would be much easier than the Highprincess thought. “In return, of course, you’ll know that if you break any of my rules, your reputation within my network will be burned to the ground.”

Regular clients were best held in check by physical threats; merchants, threats of financial consequences. High-ranking lighteyes could only be held in check by their reputations. Brightness Ialai nodded amiably, already familiar with these standards.

She leaned forward, then, her light green eyes glittering. “You won’t have had occasion to meet Princess Jasnah, so I will tell you that she’s stuck up, judgmental, and thinks she smarter than everyone. I heard that she’ll be moving to the Shattered Plains, so I need to get this out of my system before she arrives. Act like you’re better than me, and let me wound your pride. Do you understand?”

Beryl nodded, then rose. She took a calculated risk, wanting to start her off irritated. She affected a bored, judgmental tone. “Then by all means, let’s begin, Ialai.”

Chapter 2 on tumblr

[caelumsthelimit]

torol and ialai sadeas were a beard couple send post

[gal-palanaeum]

Sweetness by illuminatingstorms (milkchocolate00011001)

Rated General, 400 words, Navani/Ialai Navani and Ialai attend a feast.

The feast hall was a highstorm in microcosm. Servants scuttled this way and that around small tables where lighteyes chatted in a game of politics and power. Spren of all kinds danced on the floor and around their heads, and rich scents permeated the air. The table Navani sat on was near the balcony, so that her plotting with Ialai, who sat opposite her, would be drowned out by the winds.

Ialai grimaced as master-servants brought out the appetiser—steamed haspers, served with a thick sweet-and-sour sauce—to the women’s tables. She held one up with her fork, watching the sauce drip onto the table. She leaned over to Navani, cleaning off the sauce on her plate. Navani looked at her in disgust.

“What?” she asked. “The thing’s positively drenched in sugar.”

Sighing, Navani produced the sign of need, and a master-servant soon stopped at their table.

“Another helping of haspers,” Navani requested, “and a glass of auburn.” The servant bowed, then turned to leave.

“Orange wine for me,” added Ialai, making the servant bow again before hastily moving to another table.

“Plain orange?” Navani whispered. “You usually ask for a vintage. What’s the occasion?”

Ialai simply smiled coyly.

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[currymanganese]

Sadeas x Ialai is such a surprisingly wholesome match 🥰

[gal-palanaeum]

[ID: A digital illustration of Ialai, Evi, and Navani, done in a detailed cartoony style. Ialai is an average sized woman with light brown skin, full lips, a wide, rounded nose, and bright green eyes. Her long dark hair is up in a bun with gold hair pins. She wears a green havah, her right hand in a safehand sleeve, and she's reaching up, working on pulling Evi's hair into a bun.

Navani is on Evi's other side. She is tall and willowy with straight black hair, brown skin, and light violet eyes. Her hair is half pulled up in a bun with long gold hair pins, and half down, wisps of it brushing against her collarbones. She wears a red havah with gold detailing, and her left hand is in a safehand sleeve. She is looking down at Evi's left arm with a smile, touching her arm which is partially covered in a safehand pouch or sleeve, pulled up to her elbow.

Evi herself stands between the other women, looking a bit befuddled as Ialai pulls her head in one direction and Navani pulls her arm in another. Evi's skin tone is a light mushroomy yellow. She has straw yellow hair and eyebrows, and light yellow eyes. She wears a loose, white v neck shirt with sandy coloured details, the pattern and colours echoes by her long, flowing skirt in soft light tan colours. She wears two plain golden necklackes and large, round glasses. The overall energy of the image is girl's night, and Evi is the target. Are Ialai and Navani's smiles kind and thoughtful, or scheming? You decide. End ID.]

ialai and navani showing evi some alethi fashion aka  girls night

[elmaxlys]

Hmmm.... II'll need to check their other chapters but here in WoR 76, Sadeas uses "vous" toward Ialai, while Ialai tells him "tu". Interesting.

Edit: there's a second time in 76 with Sadeas' POV, and this time, he's using "tu" to talk to Ialai

[herdaz]

Rest in peace, queen 😩

[knightsgaydiant]

I will never not be mad about how Ialai died anticlimactically before she got to do anything

[knightsgaydiant]

Am I the only one who reads Sadeas as gay and Ialai as a beard/political marriage? This doesn’t negate the point though, still a healthy relationship

Ilali and Sadeas actually had a pretty healthy relationship…