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After a year of slavery in the Salt Mines of Endovier, Celaena Sardothien was accustomed to being escorted everywhere in shackles and at sword-point.
Adarlan’s most notorious assassin.
Chaol Westfall, Captain of the Royal Guard,
When she awoke every morning, she repeated the same words: I will not be afraid.
Eyllwe, one of the last countries still fighting Adarlan’s rule.
She was standing in front of the Crown Prince of Adarlan.
she’d been trained to be an assassin since the age of eight,
I’m Dorian Havilliard, Crown Prince of Adarlan, perhaps now Crown Prince of most of Erilea.”
“After a year, you seem to be more or less alive. I wonder how that’s possible when the average life expectancy in these mines is a month.”
“His Champion would keep his opponents quiet.” “As quiet as the grave,” she said sweetly.
What would our enemies say if they knew we’d all been petrified of a girl?”
she felt like seizing the prince and dancing.
Yes, she would go—to Rifthold, to anywhere, even through the Gates of the Wyrd and into Hell itself, if it meant freedom.
I will not be afraid.
those scars would always remind her of what she’d endured. And that even if she was free, others were not.
She was out.
She’d been only eight when Arobynn Hamel, her mentor and the King of the Assassins, found her half-submerged on the banks of a frozen river and brought her to his keep on the border between Adarlan and Terrasen.
For the next two weeks, they traveled down through the continent,
“You look as if you’re facing the gallows, not your freedom,”
She wasn’t fated for anything. Not anymore.
she had done something, nearly two years ago, when she had freed almost two hundred slaves from the Pirate Lord. Even that, though, wasn’t enough.
What a ridiculous idea: a castle made of glass.
“You’re still a woman, and so long as you’re under my charge, you’ll act like one, or Wyrd help me!”
Duke Perrington is sponsoring Cain.
“I am the conqueror of this continent, and soon to be ruler of all Erilea. You will not question me.”
“What is this mark on the path here?” He walked around until he stood beside her. “I have no idea.”
“Over a million? A million books?” Her heart leapt and danced, and she cracked a smile. “I’d die before I even got through half of that!” “You like to read?” She raised an eyebrow. “Don’t you?”
