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While Aelin threw herself at the rungs lining the catapult’s wheeled base, and began pushing. Turning it. Away from Orynth, from the castle. Precisely as Aelin had told him Sam Cortland had done in Skull’s Bay, the catapult’s mechanisms allowed her to rotate its base. Rowan wondered if the young assassin was smiling now—smiling to see her heaving the catapult into position.
Mentioning Sam at this pivotal point in this book is criminal
Aedion opened his mouth to roar at them to stop. To stop, stop, stop. Gavriel lifted his sword and dagger, glowing golden in the dying light of the day. The gate shut behind him. Sealing him out. Aedion couldn’t move.
Lets give everyone the reunion they wanted and then immediately destroy them
Yet Rowan lowered his head. “I hope you found peace, my brother. And in the Afterworld, I hope you find her again.”
Still Aelin remained there for a moment longer, just beyond the gates to her city. Her home. Still she pressed her hand to her chest, feeling the heart thundering beneath, feeling the dust of every road she had traveled these ten years to return here. For this moment. For this purpose. So she whispered it to herself, one last time. The story. Her story. Once upon a time, in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom …
Erawan. The golden-haired young man. She’d know it if she were blind. A dark-haired, pale-skinned woman strode at his side, robes billowing around her on a phantom wind.
Villain aura I hate to say it
Her name was Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius. And she would not be afraid.
IM SOBBING
At the end of this, if that was all she was able to do against Erawan and Maeve, she could go to the Afterworld with her chin held high. She would not be ashamed to see those she had loved with her heart of wildfire.
Maeve extended a hand before her, darkness swirling in her cupped palm. “There are no gods left to watch, I’m afraid. And there are no gods left to help you now, Aelin Galathynius.” Aelin smiled, and Goldryn burned brighter. “I am a god.” She unleashed herself upon them.
Oh my god
His fate—it should have been his fate. If he walked over the edge of the veranda, into that roaring river, would anyone mark his passing? If he leaped, his brother in his arms, would the river make a quick end for him?
No my baby it’s not your fault
No, it was the teeming mass of people, their armor and weapons glinting beneath their heavy furs. Amongst them, large as horses, wolves growled. Wolves with riders. Down the battlefield, portal after portal opened.
It’s giving avengers endgame
I am here, I am with you
“A new library and Royal Theater,” he murmured onto her mouth. “Consider them my mating presents to you, Fireheart.” Aelin pulled back, scanning his face. Read the sincerity and conviction. And, throwing her arms around him, laughing to the lightening sky, she burst into tears.
As no one else might understand—the weight they both bore. In silence, the two queens stared toward the decimated field. Toward the future beyond it.
My girls
To her throne. The entire world seemed to pause with her, lingering on that threshold. Shining brighter than the snow outside, Aelin lifted her chin and began her final walk home.
IM BAWLING
Aelin turned to the left. Toward Aedion. And said quietly, but not weakly, “This has been yours from the day you were born, Prince Aedion.” Aedion went still as Aelin pushed back the gauzy sleeve of her gown, exposing her forearm. Aedion’s shoulders shook with the force of his tears. Aelin didn’t fight hers as she asked, lips wobbling, “Will you swear the blood oath to me?” Aedion just fell to his knees before her.
Sartaq’s dark eyes glittered. “We won the war, Nesryn Faliq.” He tugged her close. “And now we shall go home.” She’d never heard such beautiful words.
“To whatever end?” she breathed. Rowan followed her, as he had his entire life, long before they had ever met, before their souls had sparked into existence. “To whatever end, Fireheart.” He glanced sidelong at her.
Crying for the last time
