House of Flame and Shadow (Crescent City, #3)

by Sarah J. Maas

Captain Whatever, Ithan Holstrom had once called him. It seemed he truly embodied it now.

laugh. Their only options were screaming and sobbing, or laughing at this giant fucking disaster. Indeed, Ruhn said, “Wanna … hear a … joke?” The prince didn’t wait for a reply before he continued, “Two angels … and a Fae Prince … walk into … a dungeon …” Ruhn didn’t finish, and didn’t need to. A broken, rasping laugh came out of Hunt. Then Baxian. Then Ruhn.

And Lidia, young and still brimming with hate and disdain for the world, had been all too willing to join them.

“And Ruhn?” Ithan asked, brows high. “Ruhn is valuable to me,” the Hind said without an ounce of doubt.