Tower of Dawn (Throne of Glass, #6)

by Sarah J. Maas

“You would be surprised by how closely the healing of physical wounds is tied to the healing of emotional ones.”

But the salt of her tears had been cleansing. In a way she had not known she needed.

It was like waking up or being born or falling out of the sky. It was an answer and a song, and she could not think or feel fast enough.

“We wait for the Queen of the Valg,” the spider purred, rubbing against the carving. “Who in this world calls herself Maeve.”