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“Quite a mystery, I’m sure.” She batted her eyelashes and readjusted her shackles as if they were lace gloves.
She loved clothes—loved the feeling of silk, of velvet, of satin, of suede and chiffon—and was fascinated by the grace of seams, the intricate perfection of an embossed surface. And when she won this ridiculous competition, when she was free … she could buy all the clothes she wanted.
She’s just a girl!
Celaena had once met a young woman from that cursed land, and though she’d turned out to be both cruel and bloodthirsty, she was still just a human. And had still bled like one.
Can’t remember her name but i think she’s referencing the other female fighter from the prequel
“You might ask me how I did it.” “Did what?” he said tightly. “Became so talented and famous so quickly.” “I don’t want to hear about it.” Those weren’t the words she’d wanted to hear.
LOL
hopefully dragging Chaol with her.
How do you say this name??? Cole??? Kale??
Above his unadorned white shirt was a fine cobalt-blue jerkin trimmed with gold.
At first I read this like it was his Berkin and thought he was slaying on that horse 😂😂😂
What a ridiculous idea: a castle made of glass.
But Dorian, tall, toned, and elegant, bore no resemblance to him. And then there was the matter of Dorian’s sapphire eyes—not even his mother had his eyes. No one knew where they came from.
Bastard child then
“Only an idiot would walk in a house made of glass.”
Libraries were full of ideas—perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons.
“I hate women like that. They’re so desperate for the attention of men that they’d willingly betray and harm members of their own sex. And we claim men cannot think with their brains! At least men are direct about it.”
He was pretty good himself—better than good, actually. Not that she’d tell him that.
Exactly. Men don’t need their egos stroked.
She never had many friends, and the ones she had often disappointed her. Sometimes with devastating consequences, as she’d learned that summer with the Silent Assassins of the Red Desert. After that, she’d sworn never to trust girls again, especially girls with agendas and power of their own. Girls who would do anything to get what they wanted.
My experience with female friendships, too. Always an angle.
“We each survive in our own way.”
The Champion who hadn’t shown up for the Test had been found dead in a servants’ stairwell, brutally mauled and dismembered.
My first theory was that it was the Scythe guy, but now that he’s dead, it has to be someone else.
She would not run from them as a common criminal. She would face them—face the king—and earn her freedom the honorable way.
Ironic this is the second time in her life that she’s indebted to someone else without her own doing.
“You must listen to what I tell you. Nothing is a coincidence. Everything has a purpose. You were meant to come to this castle, just as you were meant to be an assassin, to learn the skills necessary for survival.”
But she went on, needing to dump the contents of her mind in case all the pieces somehow assembled by speaking them aloud.
ACCURATE
Find the evil in the castle … But the only truly evil thing in this world is the man ruling it.
The king is eating ppl plain n simple
“What’s the point in having a mind if you don’t use it to make judgments?” “What’s the point in having a heart if you don’t use it to spare others from the harsh judgments of your mind?”
She was a criminal—a prodigy at killing, a Queen of the Underworld—and yet … yet she was just a girl, sent at seventeen to Endovier.
There was good in people—deep down, there was always a shred of good. There had to be.
“We all bear scars, Dorian. Mine just happen to be more visible than most.
For sacrifices to the ridderak: using the victim’s blood, mark the area around it accordingly. Once the creature has been summoned, these marks guide the exchange: for the flesh of the sacrifice, the beast will grant you the victim’s strength.
So that’s how Cain has been getting bigger.
And inside the small chamber, kneeling before a darkness so black that it seemed poised to devour the world, was Cain.
Duhhhh!! He already had his weird psychosis earlier, ofc he’s channeling the beast thing
Chapter 43
I name you Elentiya, ‘Spirit That Could Not Be Broken.’
A few hours later, when news of Nox’s departure spread, she received notice that the last Test had been canceled.
Glad they didn’t kill him off game-of-thrones-style 🙏🏼
He saw her face each time he closed his eyes. She haunted his thoughts, made him wish to do grand and wonderful things in her name, made him want to be a man who deserved to wear a crown.
She fingered the vial in her pocket, and glanced at the two goblets on the wooden table. The one on the right was for Sardothien. She must not confuse them.
The woman is a crackhead, of course she’s going to confuse them. Or maybe dorian will accidentally drink it.
It had been two years ago that they hired her, separately, to kill the same man. She hadn’t bothered to tell them, of course, and accepted both their payments.
That’s my kind of girl!
Freedom or death lay at this table. Her past and future were seated on a glass throne.
He was just a man—a man with too much power. And in that one heartbeat, she didn’t fear him.
Celaena glanced between Chaol’s sword and her friend’s weapon.
I genuinely don’t think i’d be able to choose. Probably would end up going with my bare hands tbh.
“My name is Celaena Sardothien,” she whispered. “But it makes no difference if my name’s Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I’d still beat you, no matter what you call me.”
There was strength in his face that she found to be achingly beautiful.
I really wish Chaol was middle aged. Genuinely, i think it would add more complexity and depth to his character and their relationships.
Black blood dripped from the blade, and the lips of Queen Elena were set in a feral snarl as she lifted her sword. It was a challenge; a dare to them to try to pass, to tempt her rage. Through fading eyes, Celaena saw a crown of stars glittering atop Elena’s head, her silver armor shining like a beacon in the blackness.
I LOOOOOVE a queen who actually fights for her people!! Let’s go!!!
Without thinking, without understanding, Chaol leapt between them and plunged his sword through Cain’s heart.
HONOR. The epitome of good vs evil.
I don’t think Kaltain intended that effect, but it reacted to your blood in that way. Magic calls to magic.”
“But why make me give you lessons?” Nehemia looked up at the ceiling. “Because I wanted a friend. Because I liked you.”
Awwwww
“Do you intend to make me cry, or are you just foolish?”
Then, after a moment, his arms wrapped around her, keeping her close to him, so close that as she shut her eyes and breathed him in, she couldn’t tell where he ended and she began.
So when is the threesome happening?!?! I’m dying over hereee
“I have enough secrets. I don’t need another one.”
“You could rattle the stars,” she whispered. “You could do anything, if you only dared. And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.”
“Thank you for saving my life.” Elena bowed her head. “Blood ties can’t be broken,” she whispered,
WOOOOAHHH is she related to the queen?? The fae???
