“A decent attempt, but Celaena Sardothien looked a little more amused when she cut men into ribbons.” He knew—who Aelin was, what she’d been. Lysandra said nothing, and kept walking toward her tent. If she told Aedion, how quickly could Nox be buried under the frozen earth? “Your secret is safe,” Nox murmured. “Celaena—Aelin was a friend. Is still one, I’d hope.” “How.” She’d admit no more than that regarding her role in this. “We fought in the competition together at the glass castle.” He snorted. “I had no idea until today.
OH SHIT THAT’S WHO HE IS!?!? THE ONE SHE HELPED AND TOLD TO RUN AWAY! Holy shit what a callback! 😱
