Crown of Midnight (Throne of Glass, #2)

by Sarah J. Maas

“If you think passing judgment on me before I’ve had breakfast is in any way a good idea—”

So that’s the real question: why did magic vanish only here, and not across the whole of Erilea? What crimes did we commit to make the gods curse us like that, to take away what they had once given us?”

“I’m happy for you, my friend.” Celaena smiled back. “I think … I think I’m happy for me, too.”

Celaena had adored Nehemia from the moment she’d laid eyes on her, like they were twin souls who had at last found each other. A soul-friend.

The now-familiar abyss inside of her stretched wider. There was no end to it, that hollow ache. No end at all. If the gods had bothered to listen, she would have traded her life for Nehemia’s. It would have been such an easy choice to make. Because the world didn’t need an assassin with a coward’s heart. It needed someone like Nehemia.

I want you to know that in the darkness of the past ten years, you were one of the bright lights for me. Do not let that light go out.”