The Assassin and the Underworld (Throne of Glass, #0.4)

by Sarah J. Maas

“My name is Wind,” she whispered. “And Rain. And Bone and Dust. My name is a snippet of a half-remembered song.”

have no name,” she purred. “I am whoever the keepers of my fate tell me to be.”

“Celaena.” He said her name like a caress, slipping a hand around her waist.