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But someone—someone was watching her.
i always feel like somebody's watching meeeee
at the names that had been signed long before tonight, the men who had decided against her without meeting her, the men who had changed her future, her kingdom, with just their signatures.
“What a waste of a life that was,” Darrow spat. “A princess actually dedicated to her people, who fought until her last breath for—”
hold me back im ready to fight
“You are my Fireheart.”
“To call in old debts and promises. To raise an army of assassins and thieves and exiles and commoners. To finish what was started long, long ago.”
Spreading into the distance, blotting out the sunset like a storm of bats, flew a legion of wyverns.
cinematic
Dorian considered the prince’s words. “I’ve never met a pirate.” “You met Aelin when she was still pretending to be Celaena,” Rowan said drily. “I can promise you Rolfe won’t be much worse.”
HAHAHAHA
“Bring my body back to the cabin.”
SOBBING
A murmur went through the crowd. The gesture not to honor a High Witch. But a Witch-Queen.
“So you have been a Kin Slayer your whole life,”
this broke my heart
“To the very end, Abraxos,” she said. His roar was his only confirmation.
“You will find, Rolfe, that one does not deal with Celaena Sardothien. One survives her.”
“The world,” Aelin said, “will be saved and remade by the dreamers, Rolfe.”
And gods above, if Lysandra ever looked at any man with interest like that … he’d be glad for her. Glad she was choosing for herself, even if it wasn’t him she picked—
“Even if Maeve had kept me enslaved, I would have fought her. Every day, every hour, every breath.” He kissed her softly and said onto her lips, “I would have fought for the rest of my life to find a way to return to you again.
They could burn the entire world to ashes with it. He was hers and she was his, and they had found each other across centuries of bloodshed and loss, across oceans and kingdoms and war.
Aelin was insane, Dorian realized. Brilliant and wicked, but insane.
“Because I am going to marry you,” he promised her. “One day. I am going to marry you. I’ll be generous and let you pick when, even if it’s ten years from now. Or twenty. But one day, you are going to be my wife.”
“I love you. There is no limit to what I can give to you, no time I need. Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you.”
“Do you prefer women?”
yes lorcan go away
“But you didn’t tell me the truth, did you, Elide?”
dun dun dun
But she’s barely a woman; she can’t know much about warfare at all.”
im ready to fight
“I’d walk into the burning heart of hell itself to find you.”
walk through fire for you, just let me adore you
“I have no interest in human women,” he purred. “Too breakable.” Even as he said it, the words struck some deep, aching wound in him.
SOBBING
When Aelin opened her eyes, her smile subdued but edged, she said to the Witch-Queen, “I knew I saved your sorry ass for a reason.” Manon’s answering smile was terrifying.
i love them
“I made a promise to protect you. I will not break it, Elide.” She made to pull away, but he gripped her a little harder, keeping her eyes on him. “I will always find you,” he swore to her. Her throat bobbed. Lorcan whispered, “I promise.”
She allowed herself to lean forward, resting her brow against his snout. His growl rumbled her bones. “We’ve been a pair, you and I. A few days is nothing, my friend.”
“You and me,” she promised him. “From now until the Darkness claims us.”
“As far as I recall,” Dorian went on with a sly grin, “you two—” The attack happened so fast that Aelin didn’t sense or see it until it was over.
swear i just got whiplash there
How convenient that your shield vanished right as that thing waddled up. What an excellent opportunity for a magic lesson. What if it had gone wrong? Rowan’s eyes glittered. Why do you think the hole opened up by the witch?
HAHAHAHAHA
“I won’t be his prisoner again.”
“I wanted to go to Perranth with you.” Lorcan dropped the shield.
Manon smirked at Lorcan. “Your claim on her, male, is at the very bottom of the list.” Iron teeth slid out, turning that beautiful face petrifying. Lorcan didn’t let go. Manon crooned in that way that usually meant death, “Don’t. Touch. Her.”
period
“Hello, traitor,” Aelin purred right back, surveying the armada spread before them. “Looks like you made it on time after all.”
woop woop
“So the red hair back then—not just for Arobynn.”
MASTERMIND
“Sometimes I wish I knew every thought in that head, each scheme and plot. Then I remember how much it delights me when you reveal it—usually when it’s most likely to make my heart stop dead in my chest.”
“Claimed by queen, and witch, and … my Second, it seems.”
period elide is that bitch
“It was so easy to tug on the right psychic thread that day Rowan saw Lyria at the market. To shove him down that other path, to trick those instincts. A slight altering of fate.”
brb crying
“And tell Rowan,” Aelin said, fighting her own sob, “that I’m sorry I lied. But tell him it was all borrowed time anyway. Even before today, I knew it was all just borrowed time, but I still wish we’d had more of it.”
“Where is my wife?”
im SOBBING
But to the small company of white-clad people that appeared on the cresting dunes behind them, splattered in mud and looking like they had trekked across the marshes themselves.
"avengers assemble"
For Terrasen. For them. For a better world.
Unleashing a cry that set the world trembling, Prince Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius, Consort of the Queen of Terrasen, began the hunt to find his wife.
