Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass #0.1–0.5, 1–7)

by Sarah J. Maas

Hasar looked up from her nails. “It was a spectacle, apparently. A Fae armada versus a cobbled-together human force—” “Hasar, please,” Yrene murmured. The princess sighed at the ceiling. “Fine. Maeve was trounced.” Chaol sank onto the sofa. Aelin—thank the gods Aelin had managed to find a way— “Though there were some interesting details.” Then the princess rattled off the facts. The numbers. A third of Maeve’s armada, bearing Whitethorn flags, had turned on their own and joined Terrasen’s fleet. Dorian had fought—held the front lines with Rowan. Then a pack of wyverns had soared in from nowhere—to fight for Aelin. Manon Blackbeak. Chaol would be willing to bet his life that somehow, either through Aelin or Dorian, that witch had done them a favor, and possibly altered the course of this war. “The magic, they say, was impressive,” Hasar went on. “Ice and wind and water.” Dorian and Rowan. “Even rumor of a shape-shifter.” Lysandra. “But no darkness. Or whatever Maeve fights with. And no flame.” Chaol braced his forearms on his knees. “Though some reports claim they spotted flame and shadow on shore—far away. Flickers of both. There and gone. And no one spotted Aelin or the Dark Queen in the fleet.” It would have been like Aelin, to shift the battle between her and Maeve to the shore. To minimize casualties, so she could unleash her full power without hesitation. “As I said,” Hasar continued, fluffing the skirts of her dress, “They were victorious. Aelin was spotted returning...