Tower of Dawn (Throne of Glass, #6)

by Sarah J. Maas

It was everywhere in the tower—owls carved and embossed in the stone and wood, sometimes in unexpected places and with silly little expressions, as if some long-ago acolyte had etched them as a secret joke. But the owl on the Healer on High’s private workshop …

Owl

The hair on his arms rose at the simmering wrath in her voice. A woman made of steel and crackling embers.

“That the owl might not just be Athril’s animal form, but his sigil because of his loyalty to someone else.” And despite the warm day, Yrene’s blood chilled as she said, “Silba.” Chaol nodded slowly. “Goddess of Healing.” Yrene whispered, “Mala did not make that ring of immunity.” “No. She didn’t.” Silba did.