Kingdom of Ash (Throne of Glass, #7)

by Sarah J. Maas

Once upon a time, in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom …

I’m already crying

You do not yield.

Please Aelin, you got this baby girl

Two blinks. As if that meant something.

IT DOES MEAN SOMETHING

It would have been madness to bring the two keys here. So he had buried them in the shale rock, not even daring to mark the spot. He could only pray it was far enough away to avoid Erawan’s detection.

Hes so dumb but at least he is pretty

But he knew their luck had run out.

Aedion is the most ungrateful lucky bastsrd there is and im so mad at him. Aelin is going to swoop in and save his ASS and ughhhhh

But Aelin sensed it then. What Dorian carried. The Wyrdkeys. All three of them.

NO

But they all looked at one another. Like they’d had some unspoken conversation and agreement.

No

Her Second, her cousin, her friend, smiled, eyes bright as stars. “Live, Manon.” Manon blinked. Asterin smiled wider, kissed Manon’s brow, and whispered again, “Live.” Manon didn’t see the blow coming. The punch to her gut, so hard and precise that it knocked the wind from her. Sent her to her knees.

Nope

The Thirteen punched through the Ironteeth, spreading wide, pushing them to the side. Clearing a path right to the tower as Asterin swept in from the back, aiming for the uppermost level.

Manon began screaming then.

IN SCREAMING

she and the Thirteen Yielded completely, and blew themselves and the witch tower to smithereens.

I can’t read anymore are you serious?

For hours, Manon knelt on the battlefield, Abraxos at her side. As if she might stay with them, her Thirteen, for a little while longer. And far away, across the snow-covered mountains, on a barren plain before the ruins of a once-great city, a flower began to bloom.

What the fuCk

The fire seemed to sink into the blade, the ruby flickering.

Is shE embeddung her power into thE sword

Dorian tensed, the unfinished debate still raging in his face. But he said, “Do it now.”

Brother what THe actual fuck

No longer the Queen Who Was Promised. But the Queen Who Walked Between Worlds. She would not go quietly. She was not afraid.

Aelin answered the queen’s smile with one of her own. “Did you forget what I told you on that beach in Eyllwe?” When Maeve merely blinked at her again, Aelin attacked.

Get her bestie

Aelin only smiled down at her. “We’ll pretend my last words to you were something worthy of a song.” She swung the burning sword. Maeve’s mouth was still open in a scream as her head tumbled to the snow.

YESSSS

And when they all balked, Aelin walked forward. Took Yrene Westfall by the hand to guide her to the front. Then Manon Blackbeak. Elide Lochan. Lysandra. Evangeline. Nesryn Faliq. Borte and Hasar and Ansel of Briarcliff. All the women who had fought by her side, or from afar. Who had bled and sacrificed and never given up hope that this day might come.

Women

Giving their queen space for this last, hardest good-bye.

I’m not ready for the goodbye

Lord Lorcan Lochan,

Hahahahahhahahahahhaha

For across every mountain, spread beneath the green canopy of Oakwald, carpeting the entire Plain of Theralis, the kingsflame was blooming.

AH