The Assassin's Blade (Throne of Glass, #0.1-0.5)

by Sarah J. Maas

particularly vulgar gestures

Not the fucking vulgar gestures...

Quiet as mice, quiet as the wind, quiet as the grave.

it seemed to Yrene that the girl wore her scars the way some women wore their finest jewelry.

But you should still start screaming your head off about a fire—not rape, not theft, not something that cowards would rather hide from.

Hoped that an assassin’s jewel would pay for a healer’s education.

“If you can learn to endure pain, you can survive anything.

She looked to the open window, to the world beyond. For the first time in a long while, she heard the song of a northern wind, calling her home. And she was not afraid.

He’d bought it because he also knew her wardrobe, her tastes, everything about her. Of all the people in the world, only Arobynn knew the absolute truth.

“You want to know what price I asked for forgiving Arobynn, Celaena?”

“My price was his oath that he’d never lay a hand on you again.

Was it the King of the Assassins who spoke, or the father, or the lover who had never manifested himself

Whenever I’m scared out of my wits, I tell myself: My name is Sam Cortland … and I will not be afraid. I’ve been doing it for years.”