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Maybe he was the fool.
He is
The door swung open, and Nesryn’s slim form filled the entryway. “What are you doing here?”
And I know exactly what is going to happen between these two. Chaol wants to let off some steam
“For distraction.” There was a suspicious gleam in those midnight eyes of hers—enough so that he said, “Not for that.”
Oh, thank the lord, I am so happy I was wrong
I don’t ever want my sister’s children coming home with broken noses again because of their foreign blood.
😢
“Never again,” he promised.
And you better keep that promise
She wondered what it was like to have to endure the man who had slaughtered your lover. But Lysandra’s face was a mask of worried, wary mindlessness—another skin she wore as she idly cooled herself with a gorgeous fan of lace and ivory.
And she is so friggin strong for it
With the suit, the boots, and the mask, she knew she was Death incarnate.
Darn right
Aelin and her master.
ExsCUSE me- Aelin has NO master
Frankly, she didn’t deserve a word out of him,
Umm… I think it’s the other way around CHAOL
She moved like a midnight storm.
He slumped, gasping for air. The crowd cheered, and Aelin flung out her arms, turning in a slow circle, Death triumphant.
That’s my girl
The crowd’s answering roar made Chaol wonder if the ceiling would come crashing down.
I hope it does, if only to kill you
Instead, they carried small stones to graves to mark their visits, to tell the dead that they still remembered. Stones were eternal—flowers were not.
That’s sweet
“That chain says otherwise.”
That chain goes everywhere with her, so is it just connecting her feet, or just one chain she is dragging around like those ones with a weight on the end?
Asterin
I can see her being gay
She wouldn’t take an entire bag, but rather a few coins from each, so the Wing Leader wouldn’t notice.
Oh Elide, she will notice immediately
“What are you, then?” “Nothing—I’m nobody. I’m nothing.”
Same
Strange, that feeling of belonging.
He wouldn’t be an overbearing, territorial Fae bastard, as she liked to call them.
Just like Bryce
“Please, please don’t ever tell him that. I’ll never hear the end of it, and he’ll use it in every argument we have.”
Lol
Aedion had no interest in yielding the honor, even to the legendary warrior-prince.
It’s not your choice though…
Having Aelin help him the first time had been awkward enough that he couldn’t even go until she started singing a bawdy tune at the top of her lungs and turned on the sink faucet, all the while helping him stand over the toilet.
Lol
“Very well.”
Très bien
“The Valg soldiers. They went to the market tonight and sealed the exits with everyone inside. Then they burnt it. The people who tried to escape through the sewers found garrisons of soldiers waiting there, swords ready.”
Oh. My. Gosh.
Chaol retorted, and Aedion was half tempted to punch his teeth down his throat for the tone he used.
Please do
She loosed a shuddering breath, and a small, whimpering noise came out of her—a sob. And then she was sprinting down the alley, flying as though the winds themselves pushed at her heels. She flung herself on the male, crashing into him hard enough that anyone else might have gone rocking back into the stone wall. But the male grabbed her to him, his massive arms wrapping around her tightly and lifting her up. Nesryn made to approach, but Aedion stopped her with a hand on her arm. Aelin was laughing as she cried, and the male was just holding her, his hooded head buried in her neck. As if he
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OH MY GOSH THEY ARE SO FRIGGIN CUTE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH AND I AM SO EXCITED THAT I GET TO READ MORE OF THEM TOGETHER IN THIS BOOK
She was shaking from head to toe, and couldn’t stop crying, not as the full weight of missing Rowan crashed into her, the weight of these weeks alone.
Aww they are so cute 🥰
“Why are you crying?” he asked, trying to push her back far enough to read her face again.
Because she freakin missed you!!!
“When you shift, will your hawk form be plucked, then?” His nostrils flared, and she clamped her lips together to keep from laughing.
Lol
He lifted the lavender soap to his hair, and she squeaked. “You don’t use that in your hair,” she hissed, jolting from her perch to reach for one of the many hair tonics lining the little shelf above the bath.
Haha
“I could still probably braid this,” she mused. “Very teensy-tiny braids, so—” He growled, but leaned back against the tub, his eyes closed. “You’re no better than a house cat,” she said, massaging his head. He let out a low noise in his throat that might very well have been a purr.
Oh my gosh
She’d call that voice Common Sense—and she’d listen to it from now on.
That’s a great idea
Aelin tried not to look too jolted by the sight of him with the towel wrapped around his hips, at the tan and muscled body that gleamed with the oils of the bath, at the scars crisscrossing it like the stripes of a great cat. Even Common Sense was at a loss for words.
🤨
The gold embroidery continued from the shoulders, sweeping to form a serpentine dragon, its maw roaring toward the neck, the body curving down until the narrow tail formed the border of the lengthened train. Rowan loosed a breath. “I like this one best.”
I want this dress, especially if Rowan likes it
“Someday, I want to see you wear this.”
I’m sure you do ROWAN
a creature of such roaring emotions that he could sometimes only watch her and marvel.
The nightmares had started the very night she’d left—such relentless dreams that he’d nearly vomited when he flung himself out of them, Lyria’s screaming ringing in his ears.
😢
There it was, the weight that had been slowly crushing her. It killed him that he’d have to add to it when he told her the news he carried—the reason he’d disobeyed her first order to him.
Aah, I’m scared
when he woke reaching across a cold bed for a princess who was thousands of miles away.
She did the same thing!!!!
And why keeping his distance was the smarter move; Lorcan was wicked and cunning enough to use their bond against them.
But I want cute scenes between them 😩
Aelin swore with creative colorfulness.
That’s one of her specialties
She kept going toward the bathroom, refusing to apologize or look down at the pink, delicate, very short lace nightgown. When she emerged, face washed and clean, Rowan was sitting up, arms crossed over his bare chest. “You forgot the bottom part.”
I am laughing so hard 😂
A handsome Fae Prince, whom she’d spent months living and training with—while Chaol’s own life fell apart, while people died because of her actions—
Oh shut up
She shouldn’t have brought him here. Lyria had sold flowers in the market; she’d been a poor flower girl before Prince Rowan had spotted her and instantly known she was his mate.
😭😭
Perhaps that was why she’d gone to hear it performed every year, after so much killing and torture and punishment: as a reminder of what she was, of what she struggled to keep. Up and up it built, the sound breaking from the pianoforte like the heart-song of a god, until Rowan drifted over to stand beside the instrument, until she whispered to him, “Now,” and the crescendo shattered into the world, note after note after note. The music crashed around them, roaring through the emptiness of the theater. The hollow silence that had been inside her for so many months now overflowed with sound. She
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No thoughts, just beauty
When she looked up, panting slightly, Rowan’s eyes were lined with silver, his throat bobbing. Somehow, after all this time, her warrior-prince still managed to surprise her. He seemed to struggle for words, but he finally breathed, “Show me—show me how you did that.” So she obliged him.
🥺
He didn’t stir as she snuck from the bedroom and out of the apartment, no more than a shadow.
You know just as well as I do you are going to get into trouble you can’t get yourself out of and he will have been following you and then saves you
On she went, offering whispers of conversation, until she neared the crossroads where the Valg commanders liked to meet with their Wyrdhound overseer and fell silent.
I’m so confused, is she talking to herself?
“You little bitch,” Lorcan snarled in her ear.
Aw crap
“Immortality seems like a long, long time to go without your favorite body part.”
Haha. Do it.
