Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass, #3)

by Sarah J. Maas

Rowan swallowed once. Twice. “There was … there was an uprising at the Calaculla labor camp,” he said. Her heart stumbled on a beat. “After Princess Nehemia was assassinated, they say a slave girl killed her overseer and sparked an uprising. The slaves seized the camp.” He took a shallow breath. “The King of Adarlan sent two legions to get the slaves under control. And they killed them all.” “The slaves killed his legions?” A push of breath. There were thousands of slaves in Calaculla—all of them together would be a mighty force, even for two of Adarlan’s legions. With horrific gentleness, Rowan grasped her hand. “No. The soldiers killed every slave in Calaculla.” A crack in the world, through which a keening wail pushed in like a wave. “There are thousands of people enslaved in Calaculla.” The resolve in Rowan’s countenance splintered as he nodded. And when he opened and closed his mouth, she realized it was not over. The only word she could breathe was “Endovier?” It was a fool’s plea. Slowly, so slowly, Rowan shook his head. “Once he got word of the uprising in Eyllwe, the King of Adarlan sent two other legions north. None were spared in Endovier.”