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getting this tattooed on me immediately
“I was once forced to crawl before men. And gods above, I nearly crawled for you these months. And yet it takes me nearly dying for you to realize that you’ve been an ass? It takes me nearly dying for you to see me as human again?”
Speak on business girl
“After Wesley, after all of it, I wanted it to be you.
Ok wrap it up im crying
And in her place, fighting as if she were the very wind, unfaltering against the Matrons, stood someone Dorian had not yet met. Stood a queen of two peoples.
I just shed a tear
Death had been her curse and her gift and her friend for these long, long years. She was happy to greet it again under the golden morning sun.
No one would care if he made it back to the keep anyway.
I DO
Elide begged, voice breaking, “Where is Lorcan?”
MY BABY NO
Elide threw herself from the saddle before scrambling toward him.
Queue the tears
“You have to let me go.”
No.
“I have loved you from the moment you picked up that axe to slay the ilken.” Her tears flowed past him in the wind. “And I will be with you …” His voice broke, but he made himself say the words, the truth in his heart. “I will be with you always.”
LORCAN MY BABY
Glowing white-hot. As if she had given herself so wholly to the flame that she had become fire herself.
Max aura
“An alliance,” she said, throat bobbing, “between you and me.”
Yes
“I have loved you,” she went on, “from the moment you came to fight for me against Vernon and the ilken.”
Aelin lit the way north.
“All of them. All of them came here because of Aelin. Not you. So before you sneer that there is no Her Majesty’s Armada, allow me to tell you that there is. And you are not a part of it.”
yea stand on business girl
Maeve watched from the chair by the fire, cruel amusement on her red lips.
Respectfully shes an absolute baddie
“Was she your intended queen when this war was over, the Wing Leader? Or merely a prize breeding mare?”
TEAAAA
Who do you wish to be? A king worthy of his crown. A king who would rebuild what had been shattered, both within himself and in his lands.
THATS MY MAN
Borte’s mouth tightened. “Her uncle.”
Clock his ass please i beg of you
Claimed I had asked too many questions and I was better suited to be stationed here.”
BAHAHA DORIAN
But just remember that this fear of yours? It means you have something worth fighting for—something you care so greatly for that losing it is the worst thing you can imagine.”
Ok giving father figure
“Because I am not in love with our other allies.”
AEDION
“I should have told you,” Aedion said, voice breaking. “Every day after I realized it, all these months. I should have told you every day.”
ITS GIVING THE NOTEBOOK
Soldiers still fell back from the city walls as Manon Blackbeak and her Thirteen landed along them, right before Aedion and Lysandra.
MY BADDIES HAVE ARRIVED
Indeed, the Thirteen nodded. Asterin said, “We are not afraid.”
Ok who is cutting the onions
Right into the path of Ren Allsbrook and the firelance he bore in his arms.
Ren aura farming right now
Home. This, with him. This was home, as she had never had. For however long they might share it.
YES
Riding taller than she’d seen the girl before.
Wow I wonder why
But Aelin sensed it then. What Dorian carried. The Wyrdkeys. All three of them.
AURAAAA
“Bring our people home, Manon.” Manon knew then. What they were going to do. Her legs failed her, her body failed her, as she tried to get to her feet. As she rasped, “No.” But Asterin and the Thirteen were already in the skies.
IM GONNA CRY THEY LOVE HER SO MUCH
As the Thirteen, their broken bodies scattered around the tower in a near-circle, made the Yielding as well. Light. They all burned with it. Radiated it. Light that flowed from their souls, their fierce hearts as they gave themselves over to that power. Became incandescent with it.
My babies noooo
Then little more than a scrap of hate and memory as Asterin exploded. As she and the Thirteen Yielded completely, and blew themselves and the witch tower to smithereens.
I’m killing myself now.
“Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home.”
Brought a tear to my eye (ive been crying)
Chaol didn’t hide his tears, the shaking that overtook him as he collided with Dorian and embraced his king. No one said a word, though Chaol knew they were all gathered. Knew Yrene stood behind him, crying with them. He just held his friend, his brother. “I knew you’d do it,” Dorian said, voice raw. “I knew you’d find a way. For all of it.”
It never ends
“Nameless is my price,” the king said. Aelin went still. “Nameless is my price,” his father repeated. The warning of an ancient witch, the damning words written on the back of the Amulet of Orynth. “For the bastard-born mark you bear, you are Nameless, yet am I not so as well?”
I feel so bad for him
“Then you will not be alone now,” his father replied. Then the man smiled at him—a vision of the king, the father, he might have been. Had always been, despite what had befallen him. “I am grateful—that I got to see you again. One last time.”
I can’t take this anymore
Rowan just stared at Aelin. At his mate, who had lied to him. To all of them.
PLOT TWIST
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galath—
Once upon a time, in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom …
SOBBING
It is the strength of this that matters, her mother had said, long ago. Wherever you go, Aelin, no matter how far, this will lead you home. No matter where she was. No matter how far. Even if it took her beyond all known worlds.
She passed through a world where a great city had been built along the curve of a river, the buildings impossibly tall and glimmering with lights.
CRESCENT CITY MENTION?!?
She passed through a world of snowcapped mountains under shining stars. Passed over one of those mountains, where a winged male stood beside a heavily pregnant female, gazing at those very stars. Fae.
OK ACOTAR MENTIONED!!!
The Fae heart. The cost. She had given all of herself. Had given up her life. The human life. Her mortality. Burned away, turned to nothing but dust between worlds.
I’m actually very upset over this
Against the snow, he was nearly invisible with his white fur. Would have been invisible were it not for the golden flame flickering between his proud, towering antlers. The Lord of the North.
And you have given much yourself, Heir of Brannon. We who remember him know he would have made such a choice, had he been able to do so. Oakwald shall never forget Brannon, or his Heir
Where he’d make his last stand. Where he’d meet his end, defending the place he’d loved most. It was the least he could do, with all the warriors who had fallen thanks to him, to his choices. To fall himself for Terrasen.
Ok guys this isn’t funny anymore i need them to live
So Aedion leaned in, and kissed Lysandra, kissed the woman who should have been his wife, his mate, one last time. “I love you.”
NOT FUNNY
And before them all, sword raised to the sky as that horn blew one last time, the ruby in the blade’s pommel smoldering like a small sun … Before them all, riding on the Lord of the North, was Aelin.
AURA IS CRAZY RIGHT NOW
No longer slaves. No longer raging and broken. A home. This would be their home. Their future. Together.
WHOSE CUTTING THE ONIONS
The moment the gate opened, it would be over. Aedion’s drained legs shook, his arms strained, but he held his ground. For whatever few breaths he had left. Aelin had come. It was enough.
