Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass, #1)

by Sarah J. Maas

“Three feet,” he muttered. “Endovier sentries usually shoot a man down before he’s moved three feet.”

At the sound of the word, she saw a land of pine and snow, of sun-bleached cliffs and white-capped seas, a land where light was swallowed in the velvety green of bumps and hollows—a land that she had forgotten.

“If you’re willing to fight for me, to be my Champion during the months the competition will go on, I’ll see to it that my father frees you after five years.”