Kingdom of Ash (Throne of Glass, #7)

by Sarah J. Maas

Fireheart, why do you cry? And from far away, deep within her, Aelin whispered toward that ray of memory, Because I am lost. And I do not know the way.

You do not yield.

“I am a god.” She unleashed herself upon them.

She was dead. Aelin was dead. Her lifeless body had been spiked to the gates of Orynth, her hair shorn to her scalp.

“I already have everything I need.”