Jenna Salvini

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The portal opened. Exactly as the Wyrdmarks in the books Chaol and Yrene had brought from the southern continent had promised. Precisely to where Aelin had intended. Where she had glimpsed as she’d tumbled back through the Wyrdgate. Where she and Rowan had ventured days ago, testing this very portal. The forest glen was silvered in the moonlight, the snows thick. Strange, old trees—older than even those in Oakwald. Trees that could only be found north of Terrasen, in the hinterlands beyond. But it was not the trees that made Maeve halt. No, it was the teeming mass of people, their armor and ...more
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Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass #0.1–0.5, 1–7)
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