Kingdom of Ash (Throne of Glass, #7)

by Sarah J. Maas

Aelin squeezed his hand. Fenrys closed his eyes, drawing

“Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home.”

a flower began to bloom.

And as Chaol Westfall dismounted and ran the last few feet toward Dorian, the King of Adarlan wept.

“Bitch,”

Or that Dorian and Aelin and Chaol stood in the heart of that crossroads, merely a few miles from the salt mines. Where so much of this had begun, just over a year ago.

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

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.

damn bro

Her name was Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius. And she would not be afraid.

Two women, in the end, who had bought them all this moment. This one shot at a future.

Damn :')

It is your own.

Pls:(

“We’re a long way from Innish,”

Hell ya

“Together,” Dorian breathed, shaking. “We’ll rebuild this world together.”

“You destroyed the Wyrdkeys and slew Maeve. I think I can manage to find you some sweets.”

period