Aelin swallowed once. Twice. The portrait of uncertain fear as she lay chained on the metal table, Cairn waiting for her answer. And then she said, her voice cracking, “When you finish breaking me apart for the day, how does it feel to know that you are still nothing?”
Even to the end (even though this isn’t the end and she is not dying on my watch!), Aelin is still a badass
