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slumping her shoulders as Chaol Westfall cast his gaze in her direction.
Arobynn looked her over once more, and something low in her abdomen twisted at the gaze that was anything but that of a brother or father.
Gross
she wondered if he’d even realized that this entire evening had been a test for him as well, and that she’d brought those men right to the Vaults.
“Are you hurt?” His voice was hoarse.
Everything was an effort not to say she was sorry. Sorry not for what she’d done to his face, but for the fact that her heart was healed—still fractured in spots, but healed—and he … he was not in it. Not as he’d once been.
Nooooooooo
But then Chaol looked—to the empty finger where his amethyst ring had once been.
You came back empty-handed.”
Stfu
While you were off playing with magic, off gallivanting with your faerie prince,
Im getting mad
That was all she needed to see to know he’d planned to keep it from her. Not from Celaena, his former friend and lover, but from Aelin—Queen of Terrasen. A threat. Whatever this information about magic was, he hadn’t planned to tell her.
“You’re still the same assassin who walked away.
YOU SENT HER
I won’t jeopardize Dorian to satisfy your curiosity.”
“You’d be better off considering other contenders to put on the throne—”
Wtf dont say that
Once magic is free, who is to stop the monsters from coming out again? Who is to stop you?” A spear of ice shot through her heart.
My heart just broke
She wished he’d struck her instead.
It was an effort to put up that old, familiar wall of ice and steel. Everything behind it was crumbling and shaking.
He needs beating up
No, Celaena Sardothien certainly did not exist anymore. That woman—the woman he had loved
maybe he’d been a fool all this time, a fool to look at the lives she’d taken and blood she’d so irreverently spilled, and not be disgusted.
A year ago, a bit shattered and reckless from Lithaen’s betrayal, it had intrigued him enough that he’d spent the summer sharing her bed.
This chapter has made me a chaol hater
“You should have known better than to get tangled up with a woman like that.”
Wish my kindle had a vulgur gesture emoji
At first light, Chaol went to the nearest jeweler and pawned the ring for a handful of silver.
She could forgive the girl who had needed a captain of the guard to offer stability after a year in hell; forgive the girl who had needed a captain to be her champion. But she was her own champion now.
